Hey Dan, tell us your story—about yourself, your son, and how you found blogging as an outlet as a single father? The child I was holding in my arms when my second wife disappeared in a puff of tire smoke out of our lives forever was three years old. I had failed. Again. I felt worthless. I was worthless. I had been sure that my life was solid, and heading in an unbeatable and unbreakable direction with business, and family, and toys, and things. Suddenly, none of it meant anything. Days later, in what seemed an impossible attempt to somehow laugh through that initial pain, I started my blog, Single Dad Laughing . I knew my son would be okay if he could see dad laughing again. Laughing had always been the place we’ve both escaped to together. To laugh through the pain—no parent can teach their child a finer and more important gift than that. I knew my son. He’s strong. He’...