Everything’s gonna be ok
As I traveled home from Tucson, I was sitting on the second flight when my phone alerted me that my keys were still in Dallas. My mind wanted to catastrophize the situation. This wouldn’t be the first time I lost my keys and arrived home not able to drive my car to my house. Instead, I said, it’s ok. You can take a Lyft home. You could get in your house through your lockbox. Your…