Ongoing woes and Heartfelt Gratitude
Blog Posted by
Trudy Diane Rider: 9/28/2009 6:15:00 PM
<P><FONT color=#800080 size=4><EM><STRONG>My Dearest Soupers, Poets, and Friends,</STRONG></EM></FONT></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>I want to thank you all for your comments, soupmails, and overall genuine concern for my well being. It just reinforces my love for each and everyone of you out there in my Poetry soup family...</FONT></EM></STRONG></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>Things have been rough here for a while, and as you all may or may not know, my husband has a rare and uncurable lung disease that he was diagnosed with 2 years ago when he quit his "using"... It's been a long, hard two years of going to Doctors al over the state and hospital stays and close brushes with the unknown.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>Also, we have been living in this house here for 4 years now, and the City has been trying to buy the land from our landlord to make a city park out of the property. The landlord has always told us that as long as he has renters in the house, he will not sell. Recently the City sweetened the offer and he's not sure now how long he can hold out, so we may have to start looking for a place to live that will have a yard big enough,and ALLOW us to have 2 big dogs, 3 cats and 3 birds. In this economy and housing crunch we'd be lucky to save the money for the first & last months rent much less even FIND a house that will allow us to have our "family".</FONT></EM></STRONG></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>Recently my husband's condition progressed to stage 4 of the disease and with all the stress from the City, and the landlord, the doctors, and work, not having a real vacation in over 5 years, etc etc etc, something in my mind snapped. A customer at work asked me how I was doing, I replied I was fine, then started crying. I didn't stop crying for 3 days. My husband was so worried, (cause that just isn't what I do) that he had me admitted to the mental hospital for 72 hours. That is where the last few poems were written, and that is why I haven't been posting or replying to all the wonderful comments you all have taken the time to write to me. </FONT></EM></STRONG></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>I want you all to know that I am not ignoring you, I just have been too fragile to do much of anything but heal my psyche. (which I am well on the way to doing, thanks to all of you, my wonderful family and the wonders of modern medicine!) LOL I have begun (or I should say re-started) my daily meditaions with the Great Spirit and trying to reconnect with Mother Earth, (hence the poem about the bonnie heather) ::grin::</FONT></EM></STRONG></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>I want to thank you all for standing behind me and not abandoning me when I needed you most. You all mean the world to me and my heart bursts with gladness when I come here to be with you all. Thank you all so much and forgive me if I have seemed distant, or uninterested, or if I have been remiss in my replys to your beautiful comments. Know that you have all been here in my heart and held dear in my recovery process for poetry is my heart and soul and I could not live without it or any of you!</FONT></EM></STRONG></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>With Love Forever,</FONT></EM></STRONG></P>
<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#800080 size=4>Tru</FONT></EM></STRONG></P>