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Today tested my resolve once more, bringing forth the harsh reality that the path to harmony can sometimes be paved with discord. Facing vitriol from a person I once believed held me in love's regard is a stark reminder of how much has changed. Despite our agreements and my earnest attempts to adhere to them, criticism has been quick to follow. Yet, in the face of such trials, I'm reminded of the power of appreciation. I am deeply thankful for the professionals who steadfastly guide our family with the best interest of our children at heart. They are the unsung heroes in our story, each playing a vital role in weaving a tapestry of support and understanding for our kids, who find themselves amidst turmoil they never chose. The co-parenting counselor, the compassionate team at Kids in the Middle, our dedicated Guardian ad Litem, my therapist, and the insightful authors whose works have been a beacon during stormy times—all of these individuals collectively form a bulwark

Today was a whirlwind of tension, beginning with an anxiety-inducing co-parenting counseling appointment. To add to the strain, a complex problem at work presented itself as an unyielding puzzle, contributing another layer of stress to my already fraught day. In search of solace, I turned to my meditation practice, hoping to find balance in its calming repetition. When a single session didn't suffice, I doubled down, giving myself over to the practice a second time. Seeking further release, I laced up my running shoes and set out with Goat, my loyal companion, for a run that I hoped would clear my mind as effectively as it would energize my body. However, it wasn't until the responsibilities of work and the weight of the appointment had lifted that I truly found my escape. I delved into the virtual worlds of video games—a realm where stress and reality dissolve into pixelated adventures. Today, I lost myself in the creativity of Tsunami's Mario Maker level, then transitione