I am going to just say the things that are true, so that we can quit worrying about what to say here for now.
On Tuesday evening, after we returned home from the funeral and burial for T's mother, things descended into an alcohol-fueled crisis.
Tom is not currently living with us, and that may be the reality for the foreseeable future.
T and I are working to sort out logistics and details, trying to figure out how to keep our homes and keep our family intact. She and I are of one mind, working in concert, but uncertain what we can really bring to pass.
Clearly, there will be very little of the customary content here anytime soon.