It begins

So, here I sit, literally in the middle of a tornado.  Well... the middle of a tornado watch.  The sirens have just stopped and the wind isn’t howling anymore, but the dogs are still going pretty strong.  I think it is safe to say, if the dogs are nervous about the weather, we should take heed.  So any self-respecting citizen would be in the basement taking cover.  I, on the other hand, am sitting next to the window with an electrical device on my lap, typing away my first entry on my new blog, since no one else is on Facebook at this ominous moment.  Seems like a bad idea, but I am willing to try anything for a moment of inspiration. 

I am in a figurative tornado watch as well.  I’m recovering from a traumatic divorce (I use this word carelessly to borrow imagery from real pain, to illustrate my own negligible emotional pain) in which, just hours ago more custody conflict flared up.  Family issues are a real problem, but that’s every family, I think.  Besides, that’s not what this blog is about. 
I’m flirting with bankruptcy.  Apparently, a college degree and years of hard work don’t pay a single dad enough to put food on the table, cover the bills, taxes and child support.  Between being a dad 4-5 days a week and working to pay my ex to take care of them (I know the math doesn’t add up) I barely have time for hobbies or a social life. But I am flirting with a  gorgeous woman.  So far only the bankruptcy is flirting back.  This blog isn’t about that either.

OK, I know what you’re thinking.  Well, I’m guessing. Bluffing actually. If I had any idea what people were thinking I probably would not have the aforementioned financial problems (or relationship problems, for that matter)  But, I’ll bet you’re asking yourself, “So, what exactly is this blog about?”  Let me answer that question, with another question;

 “What do you get when you cross an elephant with a rhinoceros?” 

So here I sit typing, with the proverbial Elephino in the room, questioning almost everything.  I don’t know if there is a storm coming, or if it has passed.  I don’t know if I will have the power to finish the task before me. I don’t even know why I am doing the thing I am doing.  In fact all I  know for sure could be narrowed down to a few simple bullet points.  Even they are subject to change and don’t seem to make sense right now;

I am alive.

I have a God who stops at nothing to save me.

I have power now.

I’m still typing.

And you're still reading.