Looking back on that memorable car ride, I'm grateful for the experience. It may have been a bit cramped, but it brought our family closer together. My mom, Granny, and I still share a laugh about that particular adventure. It's a cherished memory that I'll always treasure.
“I was wedged between my mother and her mother in the back of a sedan that smelled like coffee, spearmint gum, and betrayal. Mom was trying to parallel park. Gigi was narrating like a sportscaster. ‘Left, no, your other left, honey—I carried you for nine months, you’d think you’d listen.’ Meanwhile, I was pressed into a role no one auditions for: the human peace accord, the breathing buffer, the kid who learned that being sandwiched between two busty, bossy women meant I’d never lack for warmth or unsolicited advice.” i was sandwiched between my mothers busty mom