We never meant to be away so long. But Life has a way of changing our plans and finding new ways to test us to see just what we're made of.
Frankly, we -- and, particularly, Cindy -- could have done with a whole lot less testing, a few more breaks, and a winning Powerball ticket.
The last few months have brought her and I a lot of personal and professional changes. More changes than anyone should have to navigate in 10 months.
The last few months have brought her and I a lot of health and financial challenges. More challenges than anyone should have to cope with in 10 months.
We've come out of our respective ordeals stronger, wiser, more cognizant of what we're each made of, more certain of who we are individually, further affirmed in what and who we are collectively.
That's not to say we came out of all this completely rejuvenated and restored. Cindy is exhausted and burned out. I'm searching to find out how Rumpelstiltskin turned straw into gold, because turning even a sandwich-sized Baggie full of hay into 24K gold would solve our current stack of problems.
But our interactions with 12 pigs from Brooklyn, and two very little pigs named Harley and Danae, amped up our conviction and commitment to the cause. In the near future, I'll share their stories and countless others we've accumulated -- and how the little ones who have crossed our paths renewed our faith, reignited our fire, and changed our perspective.
We hope you'll join us...