I immediately think of the Christmas I caved and brought home a gaming system for my kids. Joe wanted to play a driving-simulation game. I was terrible and I kept crashing into various obstacles like I was drunk. Finally, Joe grabbed me by the shoulders from the rightward lean I was in and said, "Mom, steer with the controller, not your body." Now, I realize I have been driving my life with my body. Trying somehow to carry my worries and sorrows and insecurities on my shoulders.