We love you! We understand. It's just such a shame that you even have to go through this. But I guess each of us will get there in our own time, too, 'eh? I'm gonna be 62 this year. Not a day goes by that I wonder how much longer I've got. And I actually hope it's not too much longer. I do NOT want to live to age 83 like my dad, 90 like my mom - both of 'em wound up at the ripe old age of "Piece of Meat" by the time their end came. What money they had was exhausting itself on a losing fight to seriously advanced age and infirmity - the kind that sets in after a lifetime of neglect and self-abuse and in my mom's case chain-smoking for DECADES. NO amount of money could have saved either of them - not that they had all that much in the first place. I can thank her for MY not smoking. The cigarette smoke and stench that filled the house and the drapes and the carpets and her clothing and my hair - I can remember grabbing the same dish sponge to wash the dishes one night - that she'd just used to wipe out an ashtray. The smell of it almost made me throw up. I was glad, even proud, to be a non-smoker.
I find strength in reading your posts, Omaha Steve. I find strength, wisdom, education, revelation, comfort, solace, and courage. Which I know I'm gonna need, too. Hell, I need courage RIGHT THIS MINUTE!!!! How you proceed, every day, living with this reality - I am in awe of your strength, your great grace, your total class, your continuing brilliance and discernment. I hope we're lucky enough to have you in our lives and on our screens for a long time yet to come.
You are LOVED. At home AND here. Don't forget that.
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