Since the beginning of the year we have faced three fairly massive ordeals: personal bankruptcy, preparations for another surgery, and now a change in custody.
Any one of those things would be plenty for most folks. Somehow we are juggling them simultaneously.
This stress has left me with precious little grey matter to compose my thoughts at the end of the day. Too many distractions, too much white noise. Soon, this will all be past. For now, I am trying to help my daughter through an extremely rough spot in her life. I am holding my wife's hand as we get ready to let another surgeon slice into my body. And somewhere in there, I am trying to see through the fog towards a new and different future.