My iPhone, My Apps

I see my family about once a year. We’re quite spread out. Our traditional nuclear family is dispersed as though we had chosen where to live by throwing darts at a map. My sisters are in Minneapolis and Washington DC and my parents are still in the good old Quad Cities. My aim must be the worst, because I’m in Mannheim, Germany. Every September, my parents rent a house on Hilton Head Island in South Carolina and their three children do their best to travel there to catch up as a family, share stories and soak in some final sun rays before the long winter. We don’t do much with our time on the island. Relaxing is about all that gets done.