Later today, my sister and I will get in the car and drive down I-95 to meet up with most of our immediate family on a South Carolina beach.

I have no business going. I'm cramming a week of work into a weekend, and I'm stressed and therefore eating potato chips about it, but, as I've written before, this is just something that I need to do, in a place I need to do it, with the most important people in my life.