New challenge begins

Today was the first day of my new challenge, and it's clear that I'm probably going to have lots of help and support. What I do with it will be the challenge.

I signed up for unemployment and got a bead on a few jobs, including one newspaper (!) job not far from where the kids are. Why do these jobs keep cropping up? And, perhaps more importantly, do I maintain an interest in them?

This one is close to the kids...about 25 miles or so. This is the third time in a year that the job has come up. It's journalism, which kinda sucks, but it's what I know to do.

Tomorrow, I'm going to further pursue the school angle of things. I was inspired, however, by what Cowboy Jason's friend Cindy told me yesterday, out overlooking a bubbling stream. It's hard for me not to talk about Isaac and Savannah and not get misty-eyed, and I cried when I thought about them yesterday, and talked about them to Jason and Cindy. Cindy basically said that I needed to be with my kids...that they will always love me, but always wonder why I didn't come for them when I had the opportunity.

My good friend John, whom I've known since childhood, has long told me the same thing. He was the one who told me to just pack up my truck and head to Idaho as soon as I could, whether I had a job or not. Well, now I don't, and I'm greatly tempted to do that more than ever. Even if I got a meaningless job and was close to them. That's all they would care about, right?

I want to tell Isaac and Savannah that I'm coming for them. I want to be there for them.