“Once more into the fray, into the last good fight I’ll ever know. Live and die on this day, live and die on this day”
“Once more into the fray” almost killed me. Falling on my sword became my destiny. Ask why would anyone choose to be a warrior.
Getting here for me can be attributed to trauma. For too many of us with a life long affliction of PTSD, survival instincts work full time, 24/7. We live in Fox holes from one place or another.
As we prepare to leave our home of 17 years, I want to share a little.
Your support during some of the most difficult challenges in life in recent years is a most appreciated. Your hand was always there to pull me through during the most difficult times. Thank you for that!
I’ve done some stumbling ‘n bumbling, especially more recently. Maybe some would ask, “what’s going on with him?”
I would say the “don’t give up” mindset must be adjusted for old age challenges, all sorts of things we hate to talk about. I resisted. It made me sick.
I believe my friends & colleagues, especially all of you, have been very supportive of me during this time. Those closest to me have put up with my annoying crap for far too long.
The future looks amazing! Keep you posted!