Well I’m finally back, I have once again allowed life to sidetrack me from doing what I love to do. So here we are 662 days later and so much has happened and I’m not sure how much really needs to be said. Well 3 big events happened and a few important ones, I’m going to touch on them briefly in chronological order.
The first was in the spring of 2010, my wife’s job was viciously and maliciously taken away from her, it was actually good for us in the long run and it will be quite bad for all those that were involved, so every last one of you should be terrified because when the time is right God will strike you down, possibly with the help of some of his mortal soldiers.
The second big event was the birth of my fourth grandchild Xavier Apollo, it has been a year already and his first birthday was last Friday. Our family has endured a lot of heartache and extreme emotional stress over the last few years and Xavier was a breath of fresh air, the light at the end of the tunnel you might say. This time last year we were just recovering from the trauma of his birth, in short, he was born breathless and when he was a day old he had to have a blood transfusion, and now 1 year later he is healthy, happy, walking and the light of our lives. Xavier’s existence brings on many conflicting emotions inside of me, on one hand I love him so much and couldn’t imagine not having him in my life because of all the love that we share together and that I get the experience of watching him grow. But with all these great experiences it reminds me that I missed a lot of these milestones with my own children. I cannot begin to imagine the negative effects my children endured due to my selfishness, absentee fathering, and most of all my addiction, which was the obvious cause of all of the above and much more. Even now with 15 plus years clean I still find it hard sometimes to forgive myself for all the emotional and mental stress I put my wife and children through. I sometimes even feel guilty that I have been given a second chance in life to experience all that Xavier has given me, but I would not trade it for anything in this world. In the future I will write in depth on my life dealing with addiction and the effects on the people in my life.
The third was this past August when my wife, my best friend, the love of my life, went to the hospital due to some shortness of breath. The hospital visit turned into her being administered what was almost a fatal dose of medication. For 15 minutes I watched helplessly as she fought for her life, it was the longest and most heart wrenching experience I have ever endured. But thank God she is sitting right next to me sowing Christmas Stockings for our grandkids while I finally have found the time to write again.
It all started on November 11th, 1974, 37 years ago today on a cold fall evening in the back yard of 51 Ormond St I asked Ginny to be my girlfriend just three days after meeting her. Now here we are coming up on our 35th wedding anniversary, 3 grown sons, 3 grandsons and 1 granddaughter later. Something’s could’ve been better, some worse, some different but I couldn’t imagine doing it with anyone but Ginny.
That’s all for this evening, the kids are out and about, and Xavier is upstairs sleeping. Life is good, very good.
Till we meet again………………
RLM