I’m so worried. My Dad is coming up, or supposed to be coming up, from Georgia to Michigan at the end of the week.
OF COURSE they are forecasting snowmageddon to hit at the same time.
I hate the idea of him driving through that. I kind of want to tell him to come for new years instead, or beg him to skip his dentist appointment and come early.
I don’t know.
It’s just a mess.
I am just really worried.
I know he knows how to drive in the snow, he lived in Michigan for forty years, but it’s been a while for him and he’s not exactly a spring chicken.
I don’t want to freak my stepmom out, but I want my dad to put blankets and food and water in his car in case they get stuck. Survival things.
It could be really bad.
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