When my son-in-law married my daughter he took my grandson (and her) 2 hours away from me. My grandson is the light of my life. A child I saw daily until they married. Now I see him perhaps every two weeks. A big adjustment for me but I made it.
My son-in-law is an Assistant Coach and aspires to be a Head Coach and he has a chance of that happening for him in Farmerfuckingville, Louisiana which is 5 flipp'n hours away from me. Farmerville? What is wrong with Abbeville? Can you say murder? Can you say, I don't think this is an adjustment I can or want to make?
I've been saving my big time prayers for something big....and this is a biggie because I'm going to need to pray to keep myself out of jail if he decides to take this job.