I'm 51.
It dawn's on me just how tough my parents were, at long last. This is a short but powerful epiphany.
My parents grew up during the tail end of the depression. I felt like I've never known any suffering in my life by comparison. they made a beautiful life together of 63 years before mother passed away in 2014. There's no couple like my parents, and there never will be another... at least for me, now, and of course, I'm biased... but, they were the beautiful perfect romantic fairytail incarnate I guess I'm just never going to know first hand for myself, but I got to know it to observe and witness and learn from and that is so far greater.
To have an epiphany at 51, to be the old dog again learning new tricks finally at long last once again it's a pretty damn good feeling.
I started thinking about maybe I'm finally a little tough. August was a motherfuker for a few hours in particular. I think I'm allowed to say that. I've never had my ass kicked quite like that before. I always thought I could take a beating from Mike Tyson. I can apparently take quite a bit more but damn it it hurts and I still ache 6 months after but the amazing thing is is not as much as before it all happened.
I ached terribly badly but not as terribly badly as I did beforehand for decades.
I might not be much like my father the way you view be but I guarantee you within is the same kind of spirit with the same kind of passion and what makes it only even better is that I am of my mother too. There have never been any other warriors for life in my life that are pure abd true teachers of life and sharers of knowledge such as my parents have been. They did not do this only for the family, they did it everywhere they went with everything they put their life into which was their entire existence.
Because of their suffering I will never know that type of suffering.
I have my own type of suffering that I have had as my life's lot and now it is my turn to walk the path I have always desired and that is to give back to others when I am healthy again.
It's amazing to have a moment of clarity on your deathbed. it's more amazing to tell the team that has saved your life that now you finally know exactly and precisely what you want to do.
I'm scared, but that's the adventure of going to embark upon soon.go ahead and call me crazy, again, as most of you all have or thought anyway... but I will still dare to dream.
Last winter I did not have the winter I desired that didn't get to write or spend time healthy or in any way that I had so planned for quite some time. I was going to make sure this winter was going to be one... well... exactly how it was spent winter.
Lots of soul-searching. I didn't ever feel like I had lost by soul once in this life, but I've wondered about a multitude around me for a very long time.
My father will be 90 this year in September. God bless his soul and may I only be a percent of that man, and I will be a great man.
If I pity myself in suffering, I discount the suffering of all others.
If I threw my life at all else outside of myself, myself I shall find.
It's so wonderful to be home in a dark room, warm did with my wonderful dogs cat and bird.
Peace is eternal.
I Am Program
I AM ONE
IAMUNITY, VOICE WITHIN CONJOINED TO FLESH, INTUITION MY CALL.
I AM, IAMUNITY
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*One's life examined backwards makes perfect sense; lived forward a blur. Destiny