It’s funny how you can take things so for granted like knowing your way around town. I knew where I grew up and the area just outside where we moved pretty well, but here I am so lost. I have already gotten lost twice and we have been here only a week. (Ug and sigh)

But it’s ok because for once my wonderful Garmin dependent husband has one on me. Normally he uses my sense of direction to go where we are going but now the tail has turned. I now have Google Maps as my best friend to go somewhere as simple as a gas station.

This will be good for me. It will be a time of learning and showing vulnerability when I have to ask for directions on how to get back to my house because my phone has died. God help me please.