Help!

My friend Dagen once described my life as..."It's like you're out in the middle of the lake trying to hold three kids up," and I screamed, "That's EXACTLY what it feels like!" I don't know how this story will end. Will we make it? Will we drown? Will the sharks get us? Will a boat suddenly come out of the distance and rescue us? I'm scared and exhausted, but I can't give up. How could I? Stories, like waves, of success and failure crash over me with equal intensity, but I'm choosing to believe in a positive outcome. If anyone out there can hear me, would you say a prayer for us, or throw us a life jacket? Thank you!

Quote of the day - Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do? We swim, swim. - Dory the Fish