Lord Grant Me the Serenity!

“Working on the app and deep in the developer bubble. Problem with this is time slides by and I don’t notice. Means I’ve done very little human work! Need to remember it’s the weekend.”

So here I am, 43 years old, father of two and semi-capable partner in a loving relationship. Now I haven’t always been like this. In fact, if we took a small hop-skip back 6-months, you’d find me appearing very differently. I was 42 years old to start with. I was fit, able, capable and steering a ship head-on in to a storm. (Metaphorical of course.) Work had been going well. New clinic up and running. Multiple therapists helping support the clients. Edging ever closer to the fabled dreamstate of self-sustaining.

What’s that saying, they say it comes in threes right?

I’m ready, packed and eagerly awaiting my friend to collect me and my camping gear. We are off on a ‘Boys’ weekend wild camping trip at Lake Eildon. Fishing, beer, boats, mosquitos etc… Weather outlook: Rough but manageable. We get there, we fight our way over the water only to find that the lake has lost close to 50m in depth. What previously had been a ride the boat straight in to the shore and throw the stuff on to land had now become an epic total warrior style adventure course of traversing slippery mud banks, steep inclines and ridiculously heavy camping gear lumped from shore to hill top. Finish the weekend, avoided the worst of the rain, caught some fish, enjoyed a few late nights and large campfires. Ready to return to face the world once more.

Roll forward one week and my life was about to flip upside down in a way I could have never imagined. Welcome to my chronicles. May we share in my misfortune, opportunities and inner growth in a way that helps us all. Oh and… Lord grant me the serenity!