It's been a hard year, especially if we say November to November.
One broken wrist, two totaled cars, three close friends gone. Add to that an incredible beaureaucratic boondoggle settling my licenses to practice in Michigan and Ohio, a group of former colleagues who stabbed me in the back, my wife getting diagnosed hypothyroid and me fighting depression like the old enemy it is. Pain is an old friend, to quote Dr. Strange.
On the good side, I did get those licenses, and will be closing up shop in Ohio shortly, after too long trying to make it work. Somehow, my wife, my best friend, saw fit to stick with me through this. She's the best decision I've ever made.