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Here it is almost midnight January 12, 2009 in Southern California and
I have the privilege to be writing this for you from a bed in Beautiful
Torrance Memorial Hospital where this morning about 12 hours ago I had
the privilege to experience an angiogram.
After the doctors view the films tomorrow I may even have the extreme
privilege of experiencing a multiple bypass. I know it is all good and
that I have many years ahead of me.
I would appreciated if you would remember me either in your prayers or
meditations as you send me healing energy in what ever way you choose
to practice.
I know that people all over the world read this as I have had the
privilege of receiving emails from you and they are always welcome.
It is times like this that I appreciate so much the life I have been
allowed to live and all of the wonderful people I have met and been
with in many different and special ways.
I give thanks for my children and my grand daughter for these are the
memorials I leave behind me whether it is tomorrow or thirty years from
now that I choose to leave this plane of consciousness.
They are my pride and joy. If I had gone shopping for two wonderful
children and a fantastic grand daughter I could not have done any
better.
I am proud to be known as their Father. They are both hard working
adults and Cheri is an awesome single mom. Will is still looking for the special one and I know she will find him.
It took me many years to sow my wild oats and to kind of settle down
although to be honest Age and Mother Nature conspired to slow me down
to the point where I more or less submitted to their desires.
There comes a time for all of us that we have to take a look at our
lives and know that what ever we do affects others as well as
ourselves.
It took me many years to realize this and to realize that what I did in
my early life affects me now to the extent that I allow it to.
I made many mistakes in my younger days in my rebellion from all of the
hell fire and brimstone sermons I received and from hearing that I was
just like my mother and would rot in hell as her sister knew she was
doing.
I didn't believe it then and still do not for I know who I am and know
that I am punished by what I do and my actions not my parents actions.
I am responsible for me and no one else is responsible for me at this
time in life except for the wonderful people taking care of me here in
this world class hospital. To them I say thank you and send many
blessings to them.
One thing I know and do is to send blessings to all of you and know
that I love you and believe in you. |
