I still look and read the blogs of my friends that continue to write. The stories continue, some with good news others not so good.
I haven't purposely ignored my blog but there isn't enough to write about that I feel is important enough for you to take your time to read. This blog was the most important piece in my recovery as the parent of an addict. I owe more than I can ever repay to all of you that read and commented.
Today Alex continues to be a good father and son.
Darlene has clear margins and is scheduled for her implant surgery in mid-October.
Darlene's health realigned my mindset. Always before my favorite word was "someday". "Someday we will........" Today my mindset is more like the way of "do the possible today, someday is not guaranteed." It was a very fast turnaround in my mind. I am a planner and goal setter. Three weeks after Darlene's mastectomy we went to the lake to look for a lake house. A lake house was always a "someday" thing. We went to look and that very weekend we bought a house at Lake of the Ozarks. Forty feet from the waters edge, two steps down and you're on the dock. Peace is only 2.5 hours away, door to door.
Water brings me peace. I guess it is in my genes. I have never done the genealogy thing but I do have a copy of a family tree that was passed down generation to generation. It's on very old onion skin type paper. The first entry on the tree is a Grover in 1804. He was from Maine and was a Captain of a ship, lost at sea. I've always said water in in my genes. I am the Captain of a 1993 Mastercraft Prostar 205, that's as far as I get. Sometimes I wonder about the stories behind those names on that tree. Maine to Ohio to Kansas is documented, soldiers in the Civil War are all on this piece of paper. However, this is not a piece of paper it is lives. These lives are me.
Back to my subject, "Where to from here?" I don't know what will become of my blog. I surely do not write as often and the subject matter is certainly not focused on drugs and addiction as it was.
I am not ready to give up this old friend. My essay's may be fewer but I am not abandoning anyone that reads. Feel free to continue to write and comment. I care for you all.