Tonight Middle Boy came to my room to talk to me. 

He started by just asking if he could just hang out with me for a few minutes.  Sometimes he does that just to reconnect if he has had a tough day.

I could tell something was on his mind.  So I asked what was up.

He is worried that he won't be able to keep up with his plan and he knows he needs to and he really wants to.

He doesn't know what gets in his way.  He doesn't understand why he disrespects women.  He doesn't understand why he gets so angry.

All of these things...on his mind...making it impossible for sleep to come.

So...we prayed...and sleep came.