
Crazy Week
It is after midnight on Sunday, March 3, as this blog is due to go out at 5 AM. I usually don’t wait until the very last minute to write the blog, but this is my first opening this week to work on it. The Promise is to make sure to share something with you that will uplift and inspire, but I’ll be candid: I’m lying in bed and about to fall asleep after one of the more intense weeks I’ve had in a while. A week ago my father-in-law fell and broke his back, had emergency surgery the day after we celebrated my wife’s birthday, which was my first day trying to ski since my broken leg a year and a half ago. I’m pleased to report his surgery went well, he’s on the mend, could have been paralyzed, and we are grateful he’s healing. Tami’s birthday also was a success, and I skied on my leg with no pain at all, which was thrilling to return to the mountain. Last Sunday morning I drove 6 hours from SLC to Las Vegas on perhaps the sunniest, prettiest day since November, made it to Sin City just in











