PairoDocs
Well-known member
Sorry we haven't been here in like forever. I've been beaten down by some heavy duty depression so that very little has happened in a while. Home is still cluttered, lawn is extremely overgrown, some fruit harvested, some not. We're all still here, but not much has happened. Managed to participate in the local fair, but only a little in pantry. Kids are okay, and Andromeda our dog is still hanging in there. When I gave her a dead mouse today, she actually stood up on her back legs (a pleasant thing to see) to get it.
Not even the slightest interest in employment yet, but kids are back in school, and I'm taking a trip to Virgin Valley in northwest Nevada to dig some opals 9/11/09. I hope that perhaps finally finding some decent-looking opals will break me out of this odd mood.
I've really missed the people here on VR, and sorry to have been absent for so long. I hope that as the season changes, both of us will resume posting again. Keep us in your prayers, as it's tough. I still look at my scar and see not a second chance at life, but a reminder that I'm a seriously flawed human being who only lived due to my having been alive during the time that OHS techniques were adequate to save not only me, but my mitral valve as well. If this had been 1907 rather than 2007 when my valve blew, there'd just be a headstone with my name on it, starting to grow its first crop of lichen two years later in 1909 rather than me typing this on my iMac in 2009. I hope this will change in time, but as time passes, it doesn't seem any different. It's particularly tough on Laura, as she has to live with me being this way all of the time. Yes, I'm in counseling, but even that's not helping much beyond keeping me from falling into a hopeless pit.
Thanks for your patience,
Chris
Not even the slightest interest in employment yet, but kids are back in school, and I'm taking a trip to Virgin Valley in northwest Nevada to dig some opals 9/11/09. I hope that perhaps finally finding some decent-looking opals will break me out of this odd mood.
I've really missed the people here on VR, and sorry to have been absent for so long. I hope that as the season changes, both of us will resume posting again. Keep us in your prayers, as it's tough. I still look at my scar and see not a second chance at life, but a reminder that I'm a seriously flawed human being who only lived due to my having been alive during the time that OHS techniques were adequate to save not only me, but my mitral valve as well. If this had been 1907 rather than 2007 when my valve blew, there'd just be a headstone with my name on it, starting to grow its first crop of lichen two years later in 1909 rather than me typing this on my iMac in 2009. I hope this will change in time, but as time passes, it doesn't seem any different. It's particularly tough on Laura, as she has to live with me being this way all of the time. Yes, I'm in counseling, but even that's not helping much beyond keeping me from falling into a hopeless pit.
Thanks for your patience,
Chris