Family

it was an absolutly fun time with the family, even if it was in part. If i could touch the world with one hand and hold my family in the other, life would be grand. It is so hard for me to write sometimes i don't want to focus on any negative things anymore, but my days are tough. between the unknown of my illness and the distance of my loved ones. My wife and son have stood up to my disease and i would not be able to do it without them. I am not leaving out my sisters or brothers, we know we have a bond even if it not spoken as often as we would like. I am as guilty as anyone when it comes to comunicating. We all know life if too short, lets not wait until we find out the hard the way.

Free Falling

On a recent trip to Tennesee, a family was reunited. Or at least part of it. It was awesome to see Misti and Ryley and Chad, Cheryl and Tanner. We laughed and played and ate, ate a lot..lol! On this one particular day, the day we were to leave, Tanner unfortunately had school. The rest of us went out for pancakes. That was the plan, pancakes for lunch. Strangely enough the IHOP was closed. That was funny. A restaurant closed in the middle of the day? Anyway, back in the car we went, in search of pancakes. Then somewhere in there a song came on the radio. Tom Petty's 'Free Falling'. I do not know all the words of course, but the chorus is easy enough..."cuz I'm free, free falling". In the back seat Misti, Kevin and I starting to sing it. Ryley too, I taught her the words. Then hey wait a minute, Chad and Cheryl, come on now. join in. So they did. There we were, driving down the street, singing, and we were free falling together. What an image, what an idea. In way since Chad got sick, that's what we've all been doing. Free falling, hoping NOT to hit the ground. But I realized, the fall was much easier, when were together. Life, Love, the pursuit of "things"...its all a free fall. Hang on, its going to be a bumpy ride, so why not free fall with the people you love and that love you.

Another one bites the dust

We are all together and went out to enjoy what turned out to be a fabulous dinner at an italian restaurant. we all ate way too much and loved every minute of it. As the food coma took over our bodies our ability to think clearly and the will to stand up, it happend. I think most people can either nap it off or something, but not me. as i start to learn the warning signs of empending drool, i still sometimes can't recall the activities prior. This time i did. It might have been the sensory overload due to the trip down memory lane of all the wonderful pictures Robyn has managed to conjure up, maybe the food, maybe exhaustion from the happy stress of us three oldest being together. My sentences become slurred as a sixty year hobo looking another score. My twitches return and of course my aches and pains. I then remember sitting back listening to coined phrases from a fun game we got intoduced to in Ohio when we visited Roby and K man and J. I actually understood what was being said and managed to slide somewhat coherintly an answer or two. I thank God for the ability to enjoy this time with my two older sises. In my mind, Another one bites the dust.

The Real Stretch Armstrong Story

Ok, ok. Now I'm not sure there ever really was a Stretch Armstrong........hehehe. Nah, there was one. Yep, me and and my sissy got a old of that thing and we were stretching it to China. Only because we thought it would. Our intent was not to break it, but when we did, it was something different now. Maybe a science experiment at this point because that stuff that was oozing out was the coolest. I wanted to check it out more. I'd like to think that if I had to do it all over again that I wouldn't, but knowing me and by sibs....we probably would do it over again. But only because we loved each so much.....whew whoo.....