The Puzzle
I still remember the day he was born like it was yesterday. I was a first time father and over the moon with joy! I had so many plans, so many things I wanted to do, so many experiences to share with him just like my father did with me. When he turned one, we thought something was “off”. He wouldn’t sleep. At the time we just chalked it up to the natural process of a growth spurt. When he turned two, we knew something was wrong but just couldn’t pinpoint the issue. He still wouldn’t sleep at night. He fought the sleep daily only succumbing to it when his body finally gave out. What we didn’t know is that his brain was running a high speed marathon and he didn’t know how to shut it off. Neither did we. We started showing Disney movies on VHS tapes to pass the time in the evenings. My wife slept on the couch night after night, changing the movies every two hours until the sleep would finally creep in. When he turned four and could talk, we realized t...