So things are different now, yet the same somehow. Excitement swells inside of me as I anticipate my long deserved trip to the farm this weekend to meet Dad and Uncle Clark, yet my husband backed out on me last night. Progress of some type - or what ? He has always complained SO much about me traveling alone, and although I have made this trip countless times alone, it is a very crooked and steep and narrow highway to get to the farm, and he worries endlessly. Last night he told me he was going to stay home, but I should go because of my need to relax, and this would be great if my son went too. Seems to think that I need a protector to ride along. Hoping that this is a positive change. Knowing that this must sound menial, but it is monumental. Maybe some of my speeches and lectures have been heard.