As I sit here in the quiet and contemplate what the universe has brought to bear, I think of that scared little kid on Nealy Ridge, VA. He was almost afraid of his own shadow but never had a problem exploring the beautiful expanse of true wilderness he called home. Some would never have followed where the day would take this five year old( one of earliest memories) places where you could find copperhead snakes and bobcats and many other assorted creatures, but also some of the coolest caves anywhere. It was nothing for him to take off, sometimes with his trusty J. C. Higgins bike early in the morning and not come home until after dark, knowing full well it would mean a beating for not following rules on when to come back. I know this is where the love of nature was started.
This brings me to today.
I've been reading a book about Warren Zevon, whose music I love. All of the things this man went through, mostly his doing and most not good for him or who he was close to. But he would talk about some of his contemporaries and how successful monetarily they were and that he was not, made me think of my own situation.
That I have been out of work for four months makes me feel strange. I sometimes feel like a huge burden to my wife who is working, but I know I've worked very hard for over the last thirty plus years so I know that this is tempoary.
To some they would not see my success. But as I sit here typing at our computer and enjoying our very comfortable home on almost two acres on this cold day in February looking at our two cars in the driveway, I know I'm one of the richest men in the world.
I am in LOVE with my wife and we have been together for over twenty two years and there are no material positions in the world that will ever top that.
No matter what happens for the rest of my life I have this to cherish. For someone who saw his parents not speak to each other for months, I truly have the love of the woman I will spend the rest of my life with and it makes me the richest man in the world.
Not bad for a scared little kid from Nealy Ridge, VA.
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Dearest RR, I wanted you to know how well I feel you've conveyed your feelings here. I'm glad you got into the Warren book. He was quite something. We all are, really. I am very proud to be your wife, Babe, and know all good things are on their way to you, heck! they're here already! Keep the faith, however you see it to be, and know that we're on this ship of foods together! I am proud to be working in the way that I am, helping others as I help us, and glad we're afloat because drowning "ain't no fun" ... I just wish you had some cool caves or more nature to adventure in with your trusty bike. I look fwd to getting in better shape so that I can go for walks with you. It was special watching the Lunar Eclipse with you, Sweetsie.
Love,
Wifey xoxo
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