What Doesn’t Kill You Will Make You Stronger

As I’m writing this, I’ve been sitting outside under the hot summer sun watching my oldest son play in a baseball tournament. Sweat trickling down my back and a cooler full of melting ice beside me. After back to back to back days of juggling my work and writing around his football 7-on-7 tournament, working at a basketball camp, fireworks stand shifts, and other baseball games … well, we’re both more than tired.

Which reminds me of this week’s cliché (unoriginal thought): what doesn’t kill m...