Not coincidences
I wish I had blogged every day for the last two and a half months because a lot of things have happened that are not coincidences. I am going to at least start catching the ones I can. The situation is that for the last three weeks we have known we needed to have a ramp for Connor on March 15th. Two weeks ago Bob started a conversation with a builder in town, who we know through Bob's coaching in the little league, and the town youth service department to help direct us. It took two weeks for the process of having the guy out here; having him measure and getting us an estimate. In the meantime, I kept kind of nudging Bob, which I felt bad about because he was trying, but I was nervous about it getting done. He decided to contact someone from the facebook page that said they have a ramp they used when his wife passed away. He is here in town and he would let us have it. It has been in his garage. So Bob started to pursue that by measuring...