Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

And my unintentional Stoic approach to life.

I took my daughter to the doctor today, after five days of intermittent fevers and sickness, convinced the outcome would be dire.

The clock struck 6pm on a week night last week, and I was convinced I was going to get a phone call or a knock on the door from a police officer to give me tragic news about my wife.

I was out of town this past weekend, away fr…