One of the last things I remember was singing 'Play me Some Mountain Music'.
That was New Years Eve 2004. The end of our week in Montana. I drank a lot that night. I'd like to say it was the last time, but it took 5 more years of binge and solitary drinking before I finally hit my bottom, got on my knees and asked God for help. Been sober since. Awesome God!
I left off with Christmas stockings last time... We landed in Kalispell, MT on Christmas Eve. 'Close to midnight' is a time of day we would generally arrive at our destination for every trip we took for the next 8 years! A tradition I hope we keep! Here's why:
