This country has become a country of you either identify with this or that, you support one but not the other, and belief is real or fake. We seem hell bent to force people to choose, and our middle ground continues to shrink as a result. Others decide the issue instead of us taking issue…
Week One: One week since my surgery and I’m doing surprisingly well. Not sure why I was expecting a difficult time in walking, rising, etc. I thought that I would come out of this surgery more like my first one when it seemed I had to teach myself to walk and stand again. Maybe it…
3:30 comes early: The alarm clock sounded early and proud while I woke nervous and alone. Jen, next to me, but still asleep. Alarm clocks havn’t been used since retiring, so it came with some shock being startled awake by an Irish Sea Shanty. I had to take the second anti-bacterial shower inside of six…
Eve of My Change: On the eve of my surgery, I’m nervous and looking for things to do today to keep my mind off of it. Yesterday, we went for our monthly massages and my last one for a few months. I’m not sure it was a good idea as it was, quite simply, the…
1/12/2024: Since Pre-Op Day, I’ve been trying to get everything done that can go on pause for a few months in hope that I’ll be able to get back to some semblance of normality. It generally kills me to have to pay people to do things that I usually wouldn’t give two thoughts about doing…
Two weeks from my surgery date. Twelve years ago, thirty years of bad habits and a philosophy that I was invincible, I blew a disk out in my back. The first twinge came three or four days prior while helping my daughter look for some of her things in our storage building. I actually felt…
2024 may go down as the most consequential year of my lifetime, if not of all time. This country is on a collision course with one of the most unethical, self-centered, democracy hating, constitutional demising person ever. Donald J. Trump, the wannabe Czar of America, is making another run at being president. But not as…
Every two years, since moving to Texas, we host Christmas for all our kids and grandkids. It has grown from seventeen to twenty people by counting all three generations. Then we have an aunt, uncle, great grandpa, niece, and several friends in and out, bringing the total to just shy of thirty. Our kids are…
I’ve had a lot to write about, however by the time I’m ready to sit down and write, I’m not in the right frame of mind. What I mean, as I’ve written before, is that my health issues are getting in the way of my ability to create. This extends beyond the written word as…
I know, it sounds like a dumb question, but Jen assures me there is such a thing. I had asked her this question because I was sitting here sweating with some discomfort that is hard to describe and it dawned on me it might be pain. Jen asked me a couple weeks ago about how…
