If you haven’t been able to tell, we’re going through some stuff right now. I can’t really talk about it here for a number of reasons. But I found myself commenting that I’ve been blogging for 10 years (12, actually) and I’m not sure if my blog will survive this. Aside from being too busy to blog, I’m finding myself unable to blog about other things. Everything else in life seems mundane right now. I don’t have the emotional energy to invest in anything else, so why fake it?

But if a decade (and then some) of blogging has taught me anything, it’s that you have to press on. It’s taught me that the writing helps. It’s taught me that a lot of crappy writing has to come out, and that’s OK. This isn’t for you, it’s for me.

In the midst of all of this the one thing I can say is that the only reason we’re still kicking is because we’re standing on the shoulders of giants. I don’t know how people go through crises like this alone. I couldn’t do it. Friends are stepping up and helping us, and not just in a vague, ‘we’ve got your back,’ way, but in a real, going around the world and back kind of way. And it’s not just a couple people or a handful of people. It’s a crowd.

That’s humbling. I don’t deserve any of it. And yet there they are.

And it’s a good thing, because it feels like it’s getting worse. We’re not out of the woods yet. We’re just getting started.

[And there’s another lesson from a decade of blogging: Being cryptically vague. I thought I left those days behind me. Guess not.]