Over the curb, and into the street, crashing into cars we go. When you roll off the hood, and into the street, you thank God for getting back onto your feet. Like my little diddy? Since the adventure began, there have been some superlative climbs, and body crushing (b)lows. If you read The 20 Year Journey , you know that I moved to Florida in late June. I came to Florida by myself, with the help of some amazing people. I moved into a nice house then 2 weeks later I went back to Wisconsin to pick up my family. I missed them so much. There is something about remembering the last moment you had with them before leaving. My newest son, Jaxson, wasn't even a month old yet and I wasn't going to be there to witness that beautiful milestone. The last thing I remember of my interaction with Parker was giving him a long, hard, hug. As I walked towards the security check, I told myself not to look back. I did anyways. The last thing I saw was Parker turning back to mom and them leav...