A lonely mother, a loving son

A lonely mother, a loving son.. I loaded my laptop my back pack and a small suitcase into the backseat of my crew cab Tundra and walked back into the house. My wife Jenny was busy packing a lunch for me into a Tupperware container and had pulled a couple of energy drinks for the road. I was getting ready for a two week road trip to help my mother settle my grandmother’s estate in Sacramento, California. My grandmother had died almost a year ago, and the estate was finally being settled. Her house had been sold but there were … Read more