If anything Cynthia's character is more closely based on my neighbor Tammy who is so hotelaphobic she needs massive quantities of Valium just to contemplate staying in a hotel and covers herself head-to-toe (including hat, socks and gloves) before crawling into bed.   And that's at the Four Seasons.   As I began to imagine what Tammy would be like at a tacky motel off the interstate, the story began to unfold.

Now, back to the reception following the funeral.    Cynthia asked if I had any ideas on how to get the aforementioned harp from her home to Becky's.  As a joke, I suggested the Road Trip.   Later in the day, she confided in me that she was nervous about all the things she would now have to do alone - like traveling.  The two conversations began to meld in my mind.

A few years before, my mother had also ended up single after many decades of marriage.   I realized that when my mom and Cynthia looked around, they discovered a different world than the one they lived in the last time they had been on their own.   And both looked to their daughters to create a road map for them to follow.   It was a situation many women - either as mother or daughter - have found or will find themselves in.   One with many humorous as well as poignant moments.   And one that can break or strengthen their relationship.

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