This is the third time I've begun this post and the fourth title I've given it since yesterday. Life. Is. Hard. I certainly do not think I have the corner on life's challenges; however, I do think that if I were to hear about my life from someone else I would be amazed and impressed. I, right now, am neither. The two times I started it yesterday I felt a bit in despair. I didn't really want that to shine through because I do have hope and faith that things will, indeed and in time, work out. I'm better now. I have wonderful sons, but they are challenging and they face many challenges. Today is Taylor's "diaversary," or in other words the anniversary of his diabetes diagnosis. Seven years. That day is ingrained in my mind. I actually have quite a few days that relate to his life (and near death) experiences that are there forever. My mother-in-law, Claudia, said it best when she heard the news, "Not Taylor." She knew that he already dealt wi