Stop Tracking Your Loved Ones

On a busy weekend, my husband, Brandon, took our three children to the park so I could work. When he didn't respond to my text asking him to hit the grocery store on the way home and I couldn't track him on Find My Friends, I called. With the music blaring and all four of my boys singing loudly off-key, my every-two-minute phone calls went unnoticed. In my mind, I conjured images of a horrible car accident--my entire family gone in an instant. After 15 minutes, I became so unhinged that I left the house and started driving the route they would take to get home while asking Siri to dial again.