I was hoping that my boys would come up with a New Year's resolution.  I was also hoping that New Year's resolution would be to not fight with each other. Imagine my dismay when I wake up to Elliott and Emmett screaming at each other once again.  Didn't they get the memo? It's a new year and a fresh start.  I've tried to explain to them that at the beginning of each new year, we look back on all the good things we did and try to continue doing those things.  At the same time, we should look back on the things that didn't go so good and learn from those mistakes.  That was probably wishful thinking on my part.  I think these guys were only meant to get along…

I wanted to share this moment with you all.  First of all, it's no secret that I'm having kind of a rough time with life right now.  New Year's Eve was a really bad day for me. Having said that, I was rescued at the end of the day by my sweet, perfect and amazing little Emmett John.  He was having a rough as well and when we got home from my parents house, he was just screaming.  He was so exhausted and overwhelmed that his little body was just purging.  He came over to me while I was sitting on the couch, with tears in his eyes and climbed into my lap.  I put Google Music up on the TV and played Eric Clapton's Tears in Heaven. It was…

First of all,  Happy New Year.  I had planned on a really profound post but ended up deciding to keep it simple.  I hope that each and every one of you have a safe and happy new year.  I want this year to bring with it positive things to your life.  Thank you all for helping make this the most successful year at Lost and Tired yet.... Thank you for all the connections, friendship, advice and listening ears.  I truly, truly appreciate each and every one of you.  I wish you all the best...... This was my Christmas present from Lizze's parents.  My three boys, all together for the first time, in a picture.  :-)

There comes a time when you have to face reality.  I think this happens to everyone at some point in their life.  Tonight, we are spending New Year's Eve at my parents house.  As I was sitting down to eat dinner, something on the Christmas tree caught me eye. It was an ornament from back in 2005. What caught my soon to be, tear filled eyes, was the picture of Gavin inside the ornament. It was from when he was 5 years old and still had the light in his eyes. This is after he was diagnosed with Aspergers but well before everything else took over and the child we knew was gone. With all the talking I've done about struggling to decide what to do with Gavin, I know…

Sometimes there comes a point when you realize that you can fight no longer.  For me, that time has come.  I'm exhausted and I've spent all I had to the point of completely being depleted. I have far to many battles waging right now and I don't have enough left was wage war on multiple fronts. The time has come for me to strategically surrender. I'm in a place that I have little choice but to reprioritize.  Lizze needs to be in the Chronic Pain Rehabilitation Program.  However, this is far easier said than done. The logistics aren't damn near impossible. She will likely have to stay in Cleveland, either with a host family or in a hotel. We would bring her home on the weekends. We are looking at…

This is for all my techy friends.  I came into 2012 at an insanely slow speed (cough cough Sprint cough cough).  As I move into 2013, I'm doing so at a much faster more reliable pace...  :-)