I’ve been unusually tired this week. I suppose I need time to recover from our vacation. It’s also possible that I’m fighting off what Lizze, Elliott and Emmett have been dealing with.

Either way, while I’m short on energy, I’m feeling a renewed sense of hope and that’s priceless.

While we were at Give Kids the World, I didn’t have to worry about anything. It was an escape from a significant amount of the things that cause me distress.

I’ve been trying to figure out a way to better explain what happened to me while I was on vacation and I think I know how to do that now.

The best way that I can describe what happened to me while staying at Give Kids the World is this:

I’ve been going nonstop since Lizze and I first met, back in early 2001. While I wouldn’t trade that time for anything in the world, it has taken its toll. I had become depleted on a level that I couldn’t really benefit from breaks or nights off.

While we were at Give Kids the World, I was able to relax in a manner I haven’t ever been able to relax before.

It wasn’t perfect and there were still things I had to deal with, but I was finally able to recharge.

The difference between this vacation at Give Kids the World and having a night off from the kids, is sort complex or difficult to explain. I will simply say that my soul was able to recharge.

I know that sounds weird but at my deepest level, I was depleted from almost twenty years of nonstop special needs parenting. I didn’t realize how bad it was until I began to feel better.

This is why I can still be physically tired but at the same time feel recharged, with a new lease on life.

Does that make sense to anyone?