So of all years to have a lot of snow, this didn't need to be it. Sandra basically can't get around through the snow on her own, when I'm with her I can drag the chair backwards to plow through
But it isn't fun for either of us. The second issue is the wheels get full of snow and get her wet and we wait at the door for the wheels to dry when we come in the house.
What seams to work best is underground parking it is worth a little further drive to stay clear of old man winter.
Another solution is to send her south, she will be visiting her parents in Florida at the end of the month. It is something she is excited about, just enjoy the sunshine. While Sandra is away the girls and I will take advantage and spend a few days skiing.
As I type this out Sandra is working hard, core and stretching again. It is good to catch up with the people here see their progress as everyone here is on their own journey.
Till tomorrow, Mike
Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we'd better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we're in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he's there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!