Moving from Milwaukee to Madison in a snow storm and as I went off the ramp my car spun out and I ended up on the side of the road. My husband was ahead of me with the truck and all the stuff plus 2 cats. Two guys came and helped me off of the embankment. God was with me that night.
Another time moving from Oklahoma to Arizona, I was driving the car and my husband was driving the moving van. Somehow I lost him and didn’t know where he turned off, but I turned down the right street and found him. God was with me then too.
Guess we shouldn’t drive at night when we move any more.
Have a blessed day. Thanks for all you do.