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Getting ready to fire up the Swedish chariot and head down to Beantown with Bravo as navigator and resident chick magnet. Four hour trip. As always, will multitask. Visiting aging mom, and taking the family women folk, who are thereabouts on vacation, for a meal and a little Fado music, at one of the region's delightful Portuguese restaurants. Will also do a litle sniffing in Boston central with Bravo. Oh, all those young coeds. But as I watch mother's life systems slowly fade, one by one, the existential truths we all face hit hard. Now bed bound, but still fully alert and remaining in her own home, with excellent family and visiting nursing help, ---closing in on a full 90 years could be much worse. When Dad left us years ago, we all knew that, as with so many 60 year unions, when one goes, the other seems to want to follow. Hope she doesn't wind up where HE may well be. Of course, I could easily be there meself someday. Aa.

I saw my Dad take a few steps with his walker, the nurse behind him with wheelchair. In my life I never thought I could write a blog about see my father take a few steps. Impressive a few steps are when young and learning and just as impressive when old and dying.

He also responded to the excited praise much as a child does. It was a cute moment.

The one thing I have to say about my itty bitty Mom is she went against all the medical systems to get him home and I assure you they put her threw the typical government red tape but Dad is better, much better. More alert with a tad bit better memory than in the facility but his memory over the last 94 years really sucks, not sure where it went but it is mostly gone. Flashes come and go.

In my heart I can't imagine what this is like on Mom besides the fact that she has turned into a skeleton with a bit of skin draped on it.

Random, stream of conciousness and associative thoughts

LOVE YOUR FAMILY

Let's Not Forget the Importance of Family
As per the dictionary definition of a family, all its members live in a common house and are linked together with each other economically. All family members are also emotionally linked and have a strong bond. A family consists of adults of both the sexes who are married to each other and have children.
A recent death in my family, made me realize, that today family values are less important to some people, then they were
Family is where we all belong to and from where our identity comes from.
Family is where from we grow and learn each and everything and this is where we learn the importance of family values in our life. Every child turned out to be a good person is from the basic concept of family and the value given to it.
Family is a bond, a long lasting relationship that holds a bond with each other. It all forms when man and women become one and from there a family is born. There are many values that one has to learn to get the family bonding in the right manner. Bonding does not happen overnight. It forms with every second, every minute that you spend with your loved ones. The understanding, the acceptance, the belonging and the security all enclosed together is how a family bond is formed.

To have parents, who support us, teach us values in life, and gives us a strong foundation in character, teach us the importance of love and being loved, trust to be there for one another and many other morals that could be obtained only from a family
Family does not necessarily mean the parents have all the responsibilities but it expects love and respect from children as well.
The Significance of Family and Kinship One of the most important and essential things Families get togethers crucially communication, flexibility, and unity
Everyone must have in order to live a great and joyful life is family. One must follow values to be successful in life, and one must also support their family to keep that success advancing towards the future.
To be part of a happy family, one should always thank God for the blessing we have in lives, as having a family who cares and loves us is the greatest blessing that any person could get in life.
Families are crucially important to society without doubt

Like the title says. It is finally over. The pain, the anguish. The suffering. What was once two, became one. And what was once one has now become two. It is no longer a separation. It is final. There's no turning back from it and it was expected for many years. And while away dealing with my own suffering, it has been recorded in the courts. All that is left is the memory of what was supposed to be a happy life time. I harbor no ill will. I have no resentment. I have just an empty hollow void where love was. I am going to finish this last load and when empty. I will be taking the truck back to the company yard and parking it. I am only going to draw out of my pay just enough to get a hotel room up the road from the yard and set myself in the room with the lights off, door locked, tv off and just sit there and have myself a conversation with my maker about what the past 12 years was truly about and what it should have been. It was to be expected that this would finally be put to rest. Now there truly is no more fear of being hurt by the other because after all that has happened over the years, the past few months hurt the worst out of it all. But the fact that it's finally put to rest even though it lifts a burden from my shoulders, I still feel a sense of guilt because I took those vows very serious and kept them near and dear to my heart. They were my first in alot of things in life. I have a problem with it. Not that I want to go back to the pain. Not that I want the suffering. Nor to have conversation that will just delve back into childishness. But I don't want to be having this empty hollow feeling of guilt upon my heart and soul. I cannot lie when I say that because they were there, even if it was painful, that they were still a part of my being even if they chose to be apart because of their addiction and infidelity. I wish you the best. Same as always. I wish you happiness and success and joy, because even if you wanted an enemy I always wanted the very best for you in all things and ways. May peace be upon your path and success upon your every endeavor. I truly am sorry that forever was just too far away. May you be blessed with many years of joy and harmony and thank you for the ability to know you in a way that was not seen by the world. This too shall pass. I will see you when the Lord above guides our mortal souls to our immortal piece of the after life and may you always be able to be with your children and able to provide for them. They may not have been my blood, but I truly cared for those blessed angels as though they were my own. And for the fact that I am not the one for you, do not let it discourage you from a better tomorrow and always use our time as a guide to a better way of living. Excuse me world, for now it is a time for me to grieve even if others see it as a time for jubilation. I just know that in the end of my time in this realm of life and struggle, that I did my best. And it wasn't good enough. Not in the relationship, nor after. I still find myself thinking back on years lost to the madness and apologizing not just to them, nor to a higher being, but to myself. I'm not trying to hurt anyone's feelings, but I am just trying to get it out. just trying to come to grips with, it's finally over and there is nothing left to say about it. Now I will go have my moment of silence and my moment of grief. And I still have nothing but peace on my mind no matter how chaotic it seems. Good night all. I will get my work finished and park this truck and trailer, then if nobody has any objections, I am going to shed a tear.

Seriously, I'm not an author. I have very little college experience. Mostly it was to get started in the first few weeks of classes and be forced to drop out because unfortunately when the financial aid checks would come, the other half of the relationship would happen to need this or that or the other. I'd wind up unable to get to the classes and would be dropped and that's been a pattern for the better part if 12 years. I dropped out of high school because I was too busy trying my best to support a mom who lost her mind due to the fact that my sister ran away from home and filed for emancipation to avoid being told squat about what she was doing on the back of the ROTC bus with the boys and well, it drove my mother insane.

I grew up on track for scholarships getting straight A's even as a child who grew up in government housing. I wasn't able to function properly in school because of the fact that I would stream through the coursework within about a months time. I was reading the classics by the time I was 10 and reading scholarly dissertations by 16. But that wasn't what was in the cards for me.

My dream was to be able to attend West Point and go career in the military and fast track myself as quickly as possible. But unfortunately due to leading a life of misfortune due to my own devices and the circumstances of how I was just trying to get by, I wound up getting into some legal trouble that caused me to be unable to get a moral waiver which barred me from the service.

So I led a life of work. Labor. Using my back to get by. People have always told me there's more to life than just breaking my back, but it was what paid the bills. I've been told by many people who've come and gone from my life to strive for more because unfortunately I always had to bring my mentality down a notch or two to alleviate their stresses and insecurities of things.

I do have a very rich vocabulary and I probably should start writing a novel or two, but who's going to really read about somebody's follies that they put themselves in? I have been trying my best to just get by. I'm not sure how people can think that I'm anything more than what I am. I don't see an actual future for myself, but that's because I've allowed myself to be held back and allowed myself to listen to the depravity of minds that prefer the misfortunes and struggles and miseries of life over the happiness and joys of success. I've listened to it for so long about how I'm just going to fail anyways that I quit trying. I don't do drugs. Have I in the past? Yes. Do I drink? No not usually. Once or twice a year I'll toss back a shot of bushmills and go on with my existence. Do I smoke cigarettes? Yes. Like a train. I have cut back tremendously from smoking an entire carton a day to a few packs a day. And for those who will scoff at that and say it's not possible, yes it is. It's very much possible when you have nothing but time to light up cigarette after cigarette and yes it does cause quite a bit of health problems which is why I have cut back.

One of my previous posts I put in there that it's been so long since I've written because I was never allowed to get my thoughts out. There's no lie in my words. Not trying to play the victim, because I just wanted to let it out of my heart and mind. I've stated several times I am not blameless in all things. But for people to start in on me like a pack of dogs because they think they already know the facts is incredulously asinine. I've met several people in this life who live it so cynically that they can't comprehend what is before their very eyes so they doubt the truth when it's just that. Fact. Truth. A statement of the present.

But I am tired of being told something that is, isn't. I am tired of being talked down to by the clueless and the blind. You want me to shut my trap, fine. I will go off into silence and hold my despair in and never let it out. But remember, I merely wrote my heart. You commented

I pulled into tolleson, az this morning around 3 am. Was told there were no deliveries today and drove across the street to the company yard and shut down and took a small nap. When I woke up I decided I wanted a hot shower and a shave and a fresh set of clothes. I grabbed my bag of supposedly clean clothes and remembered that I didn't have a chance to dry them. Well when I tossed them into the bag they were still soaking wet because the washer I was using didn't have that good of a spin cycle. That was 4 days ago. I have looked on Craigslist at all the ads for people asking for help stating that they're willing to work for the money. I've contacted all of them. Nobody is willing to wash and dry one load of laundry for a hundred bucks. when I was a teenager, I'd have dug a hole to China for a five spot. I wasn't even asking for the clothes to be folded, just washed, dried and tossed back into the bag. I figured out a way around it all until I can get to a washer and dryer. I bought gas station clothes.

I saw this post by my grandiva the other day on FB and because I'm so proud of this my wild child granddiva - I'm going to share what she wrote. It may mean nothing to you but it moved me. Long read but goes fast: Imagine what this was like for a young person: It i a nice tribut

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I can’t even begin to explain the crazy journey I’ve been on the past few months. When I got the CJO from Delta I started selling everything I’ve worked my entire life for. I moved out of an apartment I was sharing with a friend who turned out to be more like family. I left my steady income to head to training, 6 days a week for 6 weeks. I didn’t know if I would surpass all of the Delta standards & have a job at the end of training. There was a few times I was nervous that I was in over my head.
During training Covid-19 started happening around the world. We had classmates with friends and families in the hot zones. We watched the news every morning as this developed around the world and seeing our future job cancel flights to the places we’ve been dreaming to visit. It felt far away since we were in own little bubble in the training center. I think all and all I left the training center 5 times in 6 weeks.
It seems almost over night Covid showed up in our backyard. We felt the anxiety and panic of the world creeping in more and more with each passing day.. one week the airports were full and the following they turned into a ghost town.
Our company had to make some really tough decisions and getting our wings was one of them. My hearts goes out to the classes behind us that have to wait to get their wings now. You worked so hard and I can’t wait to see you in the sky! Stay positive, those wings are coming.
My class & I were fortunate enough to get our wings. Even if we’re taking a leave (1-12 months long) or not flying as much as we would like. The goal was the wings & I feel more than BLESSED to wear them proudly. I’m a Delta Flight Attendant!! I’m honored to work for a company that puts safety NUMBER 1 consistently. Every flight I feel safe regardless of the situations going on around us.
I’ve had the opportunity to be apart of a bigger picture. We’re transporting items that are critical for hospitals. As a team we’re delivering essential personal from point A to point B. We’re getting people home who have been stuck in other countries for weeks. We’re continuing to connect the world & do our part for humanity.
I’ve had the most intense, uncertain, and REWARDING few months of my life!! I’m not sure what the days, weeks, or months ahead of me will contain but I’m SO happy to do it with my crews and company. Here’s to the future! May it be full of good health, adventure, and optimism.
I wanted to give a very special thanks to the humans that have gone above and beyond to make sure I have a bed to sleep in, all safety precautions I need, and food in my belly. My Father Rick has been working endless hours of overtime to make sure I have everything I need!! I couldn’t thank this man enough for EVERYTHING! My Aunt Carol has pushed me and motivated me everyday. My Mother Michelle has been a great support system and I miss her dearly during this time! Savannah in Atlanta & Raiden ave been so kind letting me stay with them and helping me get adjusted to this lifestyle.
Ayla took my little chunky cat baby Luna in since I wouldn’t be able to take care of her, thanks for loving her and spoiling her! I appreciate y’all more than I could ever put into words. THANK YOU TO EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU FOR YOUR HELP AND SUPPORT!!!

Girls now at uni, so havent used the club in the air for over a decade. Dilapidated and falling down, and the racoons and other critters thought it a perfect personal WC. Neighbors typically wouldn't complain over the eyesore and blight to property values, but their looks while walking by told all. So yesterday, hooked up a sturdy boat tow line to it, and using a friends truck, tugged it right down. But the tears over memories flowed--doing so as I write. Aa-V.

My baby sister, cuter than a bug's ear, has hosted Thanksgiving for many years. All us households have prepared our dishes. While I wait on a bro to pick me and the dishes up, I checked FB. First thing I see is picture's of my son's dishes, he is excited and probably on the road to this town. Then I see a post from my sister saying Happy Thankgiving - she intends on having a stress free day so she soaked the Turkey in Vodka and stuffed it with Xanax. Turkey coma forecasted.