The answer is......I am hiding under the covers until the world stops shooting flaming arrows of doom at me.
It seems everyone I know is getting slammed with everything possible at this time. Some are handling it all better than I ever could.
I just quit trying for a while.
If things stop breaking; if people stop dying; if my husband comes home safely;
then maybe I will crawl back out and tackle the world again. But for now, just for this little while, I am staying under the covers. Maybe the world will think this lump is just an unmade bed and pass me by.
I can hope, can't I?