November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Friday, December 08, 2006
12/8/06
Ladders
Life is a journey upwards on a ladder. And can be part of my fear of heights. People and events are wrungs on this ladder. And every so often an event happens that can be worthy of a landing where you can stop for a minute and see your accomplishments, your failures, just enjoy how hard you worked to get that point. Take for instance our new house or more importantly our wedding. No matter how many broken wrungs are below that moment I was right where I was supposed to be. And all those broken wrungs be they old friends, disease a missed meal etc. None of that could hurt me because I was on a stable footing. Every day ladder climbing is scary. Again I don’t like heights. Things go wrong wrungs break, now you can fall. Now how far back you fall can cost you a lot. Not just monetarily but in where you climbed up to be. So set backs or slipped grips can scar the hell out of me. My biggest fear is losing everything in life I hold sacred. My goal in climbing up is to one day score me one of those clouds up there in the sky. But not anytime soon, I mean I want to meet Johnny Cash but my work is not done here yet. Sorry Johnny one day. No really I never did drugs, you know what I mean, why mess with my mind that is this twisted already? I don’t need any help in that way. My prescription drugs don’t get in the way of those. Ladders, goals, fears, hope, danger, progress, happiness. Everyday another step upwards.
6:23 PM
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