"[A] Culver's visit sets me back almost $18... Does anyone else remember when burgers were like $6? Was it that long ago?"
Yes, I remember. My wife and I were chatting the other day about how fast food prices have skyrocketed. It's bad.
Our solution: mom & pop diners. We've found that you can eat at most of these places for the same or even less than Culver's, et al., and you'll be served by a real person (usually a salt-of-the-earth middle-aged woman with either a heart of gold or wonderfully sharp wit or sometimes both, if you're lucky) in an environment that tells you it's okay to stay a while and enjoy a few cups of coffee after your meal, as opposed to some cold corporate sterile design intent on shooing you out the door as soon as possible.
Anyway, I'm glad you heeded the call and headed West. From my perch over here in reader land, it seems like you needed it. Keep going. The hardest times can oftem be when we're alone with our thoughts for an extended period, and left to ruminate on all the things we wish we'd done differently. But pushing through these is how we grow. Call it a hunch, but I think there's something out there you're meant to find in an "If you build it, he will come" sense. (If you're a Field of Dreams fan like me, you'll also recall the voice told Kevin Costner to "go the distance".) I think you're on the scent. Don't give up now.
And always remember, you've touched a lot of people's lives in positive ways and we care about you. That's a testament to you as a person. We're not your family and never will be, but you've got a pretty big cheering section on the Skojec side of the stadium. That's not nothing.
Fair winds and following seas, Steve. Looking forward to hearing what comes next in your journey.
Listen to Springsteens album Nebraska when going through the badlands, the artist in those songs feels condemned, deprived of Gods love, but by the last songs, he sees it was an illusion
There will be times, fewer and far between as time goes on, when, for no reason at all, the scars turn to opened wounds and the grief hits you like it all happened a few minutes ago.
And you will lose it....
Be mindful of this because it happens. To all of us. No need to worry that you're not as ok as you thought. No one who suffers loss is OK. We just learn to live with it.
Secondly,the measure of progress, whether physical, as in recovering from a serious illness or surgery... or emotional, as in dealing with the the death of life as we once knew it, is to be gaged by time.
You are better now than you were 28 days ago. Look where you were...see where you are.
Your posts are indicating progress, Steve. Slow but sure.
Sioux Falls driving video made me nervous. I thought you were gonna run that stop sign. I was able to observe they too have the beggers on the street, don't know how to use turn signals (the van in front of you), and the video silence you challenged me with - well, sometimes, it's deafening, know what I mean? ha
The salmon omelet "Oh well. What's done is done." Words of wisdom.
Finally.."The mystery. I came West to face solitude and find grace in nature"...
You have a beautiful beautiful family. Take the long way home. and I pray you get home.
As I clicked the link about 3I/Atlas I was saying “please be Angry Astronaut, please be Angry Astronaut…” and then “yay - Angry Astronaut - my worlds collide!”
…”friends you’ve never met” who would happily sit beside you on those long drives, but I don’t know that it would aid the process. Just know that we’re all here, cheering you on.
"[A] Culver's visit sets me back almost $18... Does anyone else remember when burgers were like $6? Was it that long ago?"
Yes, I remember. My wife and I were chatting the other day about how fast food prices have skyrocketed. It's bad.
Our solution: mom & pop diners. We've found that you can eat at most of these places for the same or even less than Culver's, et al., and you'll be served by a real person (usually a salt-of-the-earth middle-aged woman with either a heart of gold or wonderfully sharp wit or sometimes both, if you're lucky) in an environment that tells you it's okay to stay a while and enjoy a few cups of coffee after your meal, as opposed to some cold corporate sterile design intent on shooing you out the door as soon as possible.
Anyway, I'm glad you heeded the call and headed West. From my perch over here in reader land, it seems like you needed it. Keep going. The hardest times can oftem be when we're alone with our thoughts for an extended period, and left to ruminate on all the things we wish we'd done differently. But pushing through these is how we grow. Call it a hunch, but I think there's something out there you're meant to find in an "If you build it, he will come" sense. (If you're a Field of Dreams fan like me, you'll also recall the voice told Kevin Costner to "go the distance".) I think you're on the scent. Don't give up now.
And always remember, you've touched a lot of people's lives in positive ways and we care about you. That's a testament to you as a person. We're not your family and never will be, but you've got a pretty big cheering section on the Skojec side of the stadium. That's not nothing.
Fair winds and following seas, Steve. Looking forward to hearing what comes next in your journey.
Listen to Springsteens album Nebraska when going through the badlands, the artist in those songs feels condemned, deprived of Gods love, but by the last songs, he sees it was an illusion
Two things to remember, Steve.
There will be times, fewer and far between as time goes on, when, for no reason at all, the scars turn to opened wounds and the grief hits you like it all happened a few minutes ago.
And you will lose it....
Be mindful of this because it happens. To all of us. No need to worry that you're not as ok as you thought. No one who suffers loss is OK. We just learn to live with it.
Secondly,the measure of progress, whether physical, as in recovering from a serious illness or surgery... or emotional, as in dealing with the the death of life as we once knew it, is to be gaged by time.
You are better now than you were 28 days ago. Look where you were...see where you are.
Your posts are indicating progress, Steve. Slow but sure.
Sioux Falls driving video made me nervous. I thought you were gonna run that stop sign. I was able to observe they too have the beggers on the street, don't know how to use turn signals (the van in front of you), and the video silence you challenged me with - well, sometimes, it's deafening, know what I mean? ha
The salmon omelet "Oh well. What's done is done." Words of wisdom.
Finally.."The mystery. I came West to face solitude and find grace in nature"...
You have a beautiful beautiful family. Take the long way home. and I pray you get home.
clarification: What's done is done. Words of wisdom in resignation.
As I clicked the link about 3I/Atlas I was saying “please be Angry Astronaut, please be Angry Astronaut…” and then “yay - Angry Astronaut - my worlds collide!”
I’m sure there are plenty of your
…”friends you’ve never met” who would happily sit beside you on those long drives, but I don’t know that it would aid the process. Just know that we’re all here, cheering you on.