this is where I am gonna be soon.
It’s just time to get away. I really like my life and I think I have mucho to be thankful for, but lately it’s been one ass-kicking blow after another and with the last nasty blow I started to feel like I was bleeding from the bone and I have nothing left to give to anyone and that my life has become kind of absurd so… it’s time to go away, and just settle down and hope that some of the wounds start to heal.
And in the meantime, and no, I don’t make this crap up, my dad has being hospitalized again because of…
wait for it….
pneumonia.
So, with that, all I can do is *hope* that things go well enough that I actually can go away to my little island paradise. This is the old man’s third bout of pneumonia in the last year and that just ain’t right. Fingers crossed.
And while I will be away, I will still be hooked up to the omnipresent internet, so do keep in touch, my peeps, and I will do my part to keep you up to date on the highs and lows of island life.
Roger Dodger – over and out.
Hey Spike — I hope you can get away. It will do you well. Post when you can and when you feel like it — I hope your dad beats this bout of pneumonia quickly. I’m thinking of you a lot these days.
I would absolutely love to get away from everything and go and live on an island or in the countryside somewhere to just regenerate. Unfortunately, I’m not in any position to do that right now. I hope that you are able to get away and that you get some much-needed rest and healing. Are you going somewhere in the gulf islands? I spent a lot of time on Galiano growing up… I’ve been meaning to convince Tracy that we need to get away there for a weekend sometime. My parents recently bought a piece of land on Thetis Island. There isn’t a cabin on it yet but I’d love to get up there and see it. I need to find more space and time. Sometimes the busy-ness of city life gets to me too much and I feel like I lose touch with myself. Somehow spending lots of time alone in the middle of nowhere helps me clear my head and figure out what’s important again.
I’m sorry to hear about your dad… I hope that you’re hanging in there.
hope you find some much needed peace…
Hey Spike, just found your site (through superdyke). Thanks for sharing your stories. I thought you might like to know about Kevin Hearn’s song Jocelyn on his cd ‘night light.’ Its sad, and its good, and maybe it’ll be a bit cathartic. As for your grandpa, I’ll keep my fingers crossed.
I’d be nice to cross your path some day. Take care, e.
Hi Spike,
Hope you get a chance to commune with nature and heal. After finishing chemo I get this huge charge from the natural world too.
I was a respiratory therapist(first career). My dad is a COPDer. It drives me crazy that he still smokes because quitting smoking would allow his lungs to heal (some) and would lengthen his life.
My husband is a pulmonologist if you’re interested in getting another medical opinion about something.
If I were twenty years younger, single and gay (that’s a mind-twister) I’d be by your side in a heartbeat.
That last sentence was supposed to be a compliment but I think it may have come out wrong. I didn’t mean to make offense or give the impression that I’m some sort of crazed stalker housewife.
The island is the ideal place to recharge and put things in perspective. Good people too.