First note.

I did see my little one, and she is the most beautiful bravest five year old...only 30 minutes and it moved me deeply. She wouldn't let go of my hand or stop hugging me...and she wouldn't cry..you could see the pain and confusion, but she kept her chin up...broke my heart.

The rest of the week.

My truck broke down, I spent every penny I had and still had to take the bus home from Edmonton....hopefully my friend will be able to figure it out when he gets out there this week.

A question that has come up for me through this has to do with my whole family. Mom, Dad, sis, bro and myself...the whole world we live in fights our efforts to move forward...why?

Praying through this, asking God for His way and His reason for all of this..I can't believe it's normal what we all face day to day...If I only had His peace in it all...that would be enough.

So keep praying for me and mine...as I pray for you and yours.

God bless, Peace Out.