Next month I will have been blogging for four years. That’s an eternity in internet age. I wouldn’t consider myself a “personal” blogger. I have touched a little on my life in various posts but usually my topics are open ended, get the community debating a topic, intellectual type posts… this is not one of those posts.

In the past few weeks:
– someone I know, who is only 26, was diagnosed with cancer
– someone’s baby was born with some pretty major health challenges
– someone else was left broken hearted without so much as a word of explanation
– someone else started an emotionally draining law suit
– a few someone’s I’m close to are probably going to lose a loved one soon
– someone lost their job
– someone else is different, like something is wrong but I don’t know what

Normally, I am a doer. Tell me a problem and I’ll start DOing whatever I can to fix it. If that doesn’t work I’ll DO something else. It’s 2:30 in the morning. I can’t sleep because I can’t DO anything about any of the above topics. So my heart hurts. Not so much for me, but for them. Waiting and watching someone else be in pain is… well painful. I don’t like it. Not one bit.