Growing Together Where You Used to Fall Apart

Now that we’re empty nesters, Lisa travels with me on most of my trips, at least the pleasant ones.

Winnipeg in February?

Pass.

New York City in the Fall?

Anywhere within two hours’ drive of the grandkids?

Book two tickets, please.

In this season of joint travel, I noticed something that was at first curious and then almost astonishing. Lisa has an uncanny ab…