Curve Balls

Are there days you wish you were young again and the only decision you had to make was which color of crayon to use with the picture you were drawing? I've wished that a lot in the last week or so, especially when I had to make some tough decisions, the kind I didn't want to make.

As I've said before, "Things don't always go as planned," and for the last year flexibility has taken on new meaning for me and my family as I dodge one curve ball after another. But just so you know, I've become a damn good catcher. Maybe I'll have a story to tell when it's all said and done.

Stay tuned.