Left On The Side Of The Road — A Mother’s Story (Part 2 of The Night My Mother Went Missing)

It all started when I received a phone call from my daughter asking me, as she has in the past, if I was doing anything that night.

She was car shopping and wanted to know if I would go with her. The drive time to the dealer with traffic—over one hour and a half.

Pondering how crazy it was to shop for a car that was so far away on a weekday evening, I agreed, and we left. 

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The Night My Mom Went Missing (Part 1)

I’ve been in the market for a car. I looked into Kia Souls, but they didn’t feel right. I knew I’d find the right car for me because it would just feel right.

It was midnight on a Saturday and I couldn’t sleep. For kicks, I Googled “used Nissan Juke for sale.”

And I found it. My dream car. It was perfect. It was white. It had all the tech (bluetooth, moonroof, push start). It looked brand new.

It was also in L.A. (1.5 hours away, no traffic). But I was willing to make the trek! Willing to take the chance!

All I needed to do was convince my mother to come with me. . . And I did.

New York Day 5 | 6.19.17

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Our last day exploring New York was a success, complete with humidity, candy, famous movie sights, and a chocolate shake as big as my head.

Goodbye New York. I will miss you.