You're all family to me. There's a brotherhood/sisterhood within MA like I've never known outside the military. I can't explain it, you all just "get it". I guess because there's such a diverse background. Anyway, whether or not we are nearing Turkey Day, I do want to say I'm thankful for all of you.
Some find strength in their faith, some in their family, and some with friends.
Here hopefully you find some with friends.
I find it with those and just going out to the top of a hill (no mountains in Ohio) with nothing around and taking it all in. I bright day is usually best. I never care what the temperature is. I reflect on all the good and bad and think toward the future.
Well here is my playbook for the past 18 months or so
July 2013 - Cancer Diagnosis
May 2014 - Heart Attack
November 2014 - Broken Ribs
So while it has been a tough row to hoe there is quite a bit of joy too. I think the trick is to not let the setbacks win. At what point are they too much. I don't know. Even in the face of all that I've been through I quite literally pick myself up, wipe off the mud and hobble to the coffee shop.
I hear you. And I know there's much better people going through much worse things than I. I know there's an end to the bad and a start to the good. It's just getting to that point. When I was in basic we used to get "smoked" for hours. Pain management they called it. The first few times, it sucked bad. But then it got to the point where it was almost fun in a way, seeing if they could break us. It made us machines. And I knew that it would only last so long before it'd be over. I guess that's how I need to look at this....a smoke session.
Hang in there code3. You have dealt with a lot I know but you can do this. We are here for you. I am here for you. If you need to talk call me. I just lost a friend in Afghanistan to an VBIED and tomorrow I will stand in a flag line for another veteran with a heavy heart. Stand tall brother, you got this.
Sorry Nathan. I know it was vague. I suppose part of that was the fatigue talking. I'm just trying to figure out how much a person can take before it gets to be too much. I don't know about everyone else, but it seems like one year everything will be perfect and the next, everything that could possibly go wrong goes wrong; it's never spread out. Anyway, just trying to sort through things.
Any time I start thinking I have a heavy load I'll think of someone like the gal just this past week that put her bicycle helmet on with her feet to compete in the Tour-de-Tucson because she was born with no arms. Compared to that any problems I might have are a cake walk.
I think it's awesome that she did that. I don't think that any one of us has lesser problems than the other, depending. It's how you choose to deal with it. We all have good days; we all have bad days. But everyone's problems are worthy of the stress they bring to no less extent to that person than the next.
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