The next day we had planned to go skydiving... would have been so cool! But it was raining and apparently you need to be able to see the ground when you jump out of the plane, so our appointment was cancelled. I had said a prayer the night before that if it was a dumb idea for us to go that Heavenly Father needed to let us know in no uncertain terms. But the rain wasn't enough for us. Paul proceeded to call every single town up the coast between Monterey and San Francisco to find out it any of them were planning on doing jumps, we finally found one in Holister CA (not really as cool of a surfer town as you would think by thy way... really just a lame farm town no where close to the ocean!) we got there and it started raining as we pulled into the airport. I told Paul that this was our final sign... if we ignored this one we weren't getting anymore warnings. So we cancelled our appointment and we're alive! Happy day! Still planning on doing it someday... so stay tuned.



