The whole premise of the blog is out-running the cartoon clouds over my head. The damn things have been following me for years:
- the Cystic Fibrosis cloud over jay’s head
- the infertility cloud
- the loooooong adoption cloud
- my mom’s cancer
- the transplant cloud
- and then my cancer cloud
not to mention my friend and family’s clouds, that, while not mine, deeply affected us.
This past few weeks, more clouds moved in. More like tornadoes. Jay is having some transplant complications. And the store was giving us anxiety. It’s very hard to be a business owner when you are not physically able to be at work everyday. So today, we did this.
13 years…. we are still in shock.
I don’t know what the future holds. I want to say this happened because of cancer, but cancer is just one part of it. I’m actually feeling pretty ok, physically, that is not the reason why I can’t go to work every day at that particular job. But business-ownership, it’s a whole other kettle of fish. And we are just too tired, too run down. Onward, the time as come.
That damn fucking cloud.