This past fall I had the privilege of spending 3 days in the mountains of Colorado with 72 fellow foster and adoptive dads for the very first Road Trip, an experience for foster and adoptive dads, created by foster and adoptive dads. I walked away learning some very valuable lessons.
I arose early Wednesday morning to make the long drive down from Breckenridge, Colorado where Kristin and I had been for a few days. I gingerly packed the last remaining items in my suitcase, and tip-toed to the door, so not to wake her up. 9500 feet above sea level meant we needed sleep each night. After moving quietly down the hall of our hotel, the brisk mountain air met me like a concrete wall. Frost had developed overnight so it took me a moment to clear the sparkling layer of ice from my windshield. I saw my breath in the air for the first time since last winter. It was cold. But my heart was warm.