Once again I'd been stopped in my tracks. First my neck spasm, then the snow, and now the bull elk. None had been part of my plan when I chose to attend the Colorado Christian Writers Conference. Despite learning about this opportunity at the last minute, and the fact that my husband and I were on a road trip to Yosemite, plans came together quickly and easily. Encouraging me to go, my husband got on his computer, and within a couple of hours, arranged my lodging, rental car, and flight, all with travel points. Surely God wanted me to attend.
God, the Devil, and Divorce: an Up-coming Memoir