This wasn’t a planned trip. Nobody plans a trip to Ohio in February. But it was an expected trip. Sandra’s dad had been sick for over a year. He passed in February.

We stayed with some friends on their farm. A good place to be at a tough time.

Our friend is a cop. He has a little shooting range out back on the farm. He’s also a good therapist. Seems counterintuitive, but a little time spent focusing down on a paper target was oddly calming.

But we were there to take care of business.