I got on the trail early today to get to Uncle Johny’s Hostel. I don’t know how I’m going to make it through the night. Wish I would have opted for the 10 dollar camping option. But I took a shower, am waiting for the washing machine, and contacted a potential Trail Angel who will give me a ride to Asheville tomorrow so I can fly to Denver on Friday.
As I watched the sun rise I continued to rehearse what I will say to the Judge next week to represent our family and our son. I found myself crying out but never stopped walking.Just walk I sometimes tell myself, just walk.
Lately I have seen some beautiful vistas, awesome flowers, and misshaped trees that boggle the mind. I promise that over the weekend I will get back the ability to publish the pics so you will have something to look at. Please pray for us over this next week that all travel arrangements work out and that we have the clarity of mind to let others know the impact, the pain, but also the forgiveness we want to share.