I have a confession, or maybe, it’s more like a request for prayer.
I have to go to a wedding in Edmonton next Friday.
I fly out of Colorado, land in Calgary, then on to Edmonton.
In Edmonton, I expect to be greeted by lots of over indulging in laws, with their “dress up” jerseys, sweat pants and good shoes, saying “how bout those Oilers!” As they slap me on the back.
I expect my layover in Calgary to be the highlight of the trip.
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