It’s less than 3.5 miles from my house driving. If I could cross the valley to the next ridge without all the dog legs and cut backs it’s about 3/4 mile as the crow flies. The training is messing up my visitation schedule with Mike this week and some other things, like attending Lee’s funeral, and church camp on the 17th, but its worth it. It’s been a long time coming and although its neither great work nor great pay, I’m thankful for the opportunity. Again, prayers have been answered and although it won’t dig me out of the hole, it will at least keep me from falling much further until I can work my way up or find something better.
One step, one day at a time...prayers going with you. Lee will understand. You spent time with him when it counted. Hope you can reschedule your visitation with Mike.