Lauren returned to Sacramento this afternoon following an unusually long visit enjoyed by all. I rode shotgun while Jen rode our wake, literally, at least once. When I took the train up last Monday to ride home in a similar fashion, I had concerns about the weather. But it was nothing substantial that night. Driving from Stanford late Wednesday night, the rain and wind had me grateful she wasn't having to navigate them in my place. But what she took on today was way beyond my wildest fears, and she managed it with as much grace as there is in her name. The last 20 minutes getting into Sacramento is always a chaotic cluster of lane crossings and closures. Today was no exception, only amplified 10x by the dramatically intense rainstorm downpour imaginable. I would have hated being behind the wheel, and I have decades of driving under my belt. Knowing first-hand that she's got this gives us greater confidence in her driving. I am genuinely and deeply aware of, and grateful for, the rapport and connection we share. She has an incredible, if not equal, relationship with Jennifer and acknowledges the closeness of the family we are. And with her, I feel recognized and appreciated as a parent and someone whose impact is positive. What a gift. Later tonight, while walking from Leigh after leaving the Tesla to charge, I was picked up mid-way by Tommy and appreciated his own efforts and challenges too.
⚖️178(-0.8) ❤️64(60-107) 👣 6,769/13.7mi
