I’m not back. But, I wanted to share Deanna’s Celebration of Life with you. It was tonight & I want her to be remembered. I consider myself very rational & don’t believe in much beyond what I can physically prove. Nevertheless, when she passed away the experience shook me. I won’t recount it here. Tonight, the kids & I headed to the party. I told Siri to navigate to the restaurant, up in the foothills, about 40 minutes away. She pulled up Google Maps & off we went. Google had us pull of I-80 at 15th street in Sacramento. My screen doesn’t show very far ahead, so I assumed it had us jogging across streets to another freeway. But, no. Just get off at 15th, stop at the light. Then “use the left lane to merge onto I-80”. We got off the highway to hit a light, then got back on. That’s weird, but the thing is the 15th street exit is where I would get off to go to her house. Near the Tower Theater. I did it an awful lot & the scene is just so familiar, like something I did on autopilot. I haven’t done it but a few times since she died. Again, I consider myself very rational. In my younger days, this is just a glitch I can easily explain. Maybe it does have an easy explanation I just am not aware of, bad programming. I’d offer that my brain just made it all up & I didn’t actually get those instructions from Google, but the kids were there & heard it, too. I told a guy this at the party. He said “she made you stop & pick her up”. I’m a rational person, but man that screws me up. If I read this story from another account, I’d chalk it up to engagement bait. I’m already trying to take a break to reassess what I post & try not to get in trouble – and I immediately broke that pause a day later (I am actually going to go away a bit, but I have bad timing & would like Deanna to be remembered, so here I am, looking like a fool). Let’s be honest…this whole thing sounds like complete bullshit. If I read this, I’d be extremely suspicious. And you have every right to be. I’m a little embarrassed to even suggest such a thing was nothing but a programming error, but it happened. I have no explanation & I kind of wonder if I’m full of shit, too. Except my kids watched it all happen. I’d prefer if they were also full of shit…that is an easier explanation & doesn’t leave open an unanswered question. In any event, the party was wonderful & worthy of her. I feel good about it. Not like a debt was paid, but like I lived up to an obligation or had honor or something…not sure how to describe it, but doing it made me feel good, even if I still felt sad. I’m going back into hibernation now, but please remember Deanna, even if you think I’m full of shit. She was good. She was loved. She is missed.