It was after 8:00 and dark in Brentwood, California. My cell phone had just died and I did not know for sure how to get to my dad’s home in the valley more than 30 miles away. Stress and anxiety began to crowd the space in my little Mini Cooper. That was my predicament earlier this week after enjoying dinner with some fellow mid-life bloggers. I never let my cell phone battery get so low. In fact, my husband and kids {Read More}