Shelter From the Storm

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Posted: August 31, 2007 - 9:59am

A place for healing, helping and advice for those in need.


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I second Badger!!!

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What a story Hozomeen! Your post is absolutely perfectly written, and has me sniffling over my Sunday morning coffee. Thank you soo much for sharing those beautiful words to remind us that no matter what; when there is love, there is hope. Needed that reminder very much, so thank you again!!!!!!
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Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live.
Samuel Clemens

Hozomeen

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Marjie is a lucky lady to have you by her side! Stay strong for your son and Marjie they need you. Healing vibes to Marjie.
Peace. Gigi

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings,
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own.

Thanks a bunch ya'll. I

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Thanks a bunch ya'll. I really do appreciate it. I have thought of becoming a writer. In fact, it is a dilemma I have been pondering a good bit lately. I could go into another engineering field, which would be the "smart" thing to do I guess, but then again writing is like a compulsion for me, something that just comes out of me. I was thinking of going into photojournalism, but I don't know that much about it or more importantly whether or not there would be an audience for it if I did. Thanks again for your nice comments, it makes me feel good about pondering something that feels so irresponsible. I laugh at myself for feeling that too, writing stories and poetry was once a homework assignment, something I was supposed to be doing. I want to do that again I guess. If you guys want to read more here are a couple of blogs I am getting started. One is poetry and short stories and the other is a journal I am keeping for my son. The photo galleries are some B&W photography I have posted. More of that to come as well. One is a trip I made to Bangladesh, the other is our honeymooon. See if you can guess which is which.

hozomeen.wordpress.com
somedogs.wordpress.com
http://hozomeen.myjalbum.net/Bangladesh/
http://hozomeen.myjalbum.net/Coventry/

Hozomeen

Hi, this is Marjie! Thank you all for so many positive vibes--they brought me to tears. I am so glad that other people besides myself get to read my husband's writing. We have hundreds upon hundreds of pages of emails that we sent each other while he was out at sea. What an incredible blessing to be the recipient of such beauty that should be shared as openly as he writes. The story below is one that I wrote just a few days ago. Since I posted that on my blog, things have turned around immensely. I knew it would, but some days just feel desperate after a long and arduous 2007. Thanks again for all of your kind comments.

Title :$1.14 February 27, 2008

Today, February 27, 2008, my sweet family of three only has $1.14 to our name. We don’t even have change to roll, we can’t get our prescriptions filled (even for our 2 yr. old son) and we don’t even have enough gas to drive to a bigger city where charity organizations can help us. Exactly one year ago on February 27, 2007, I found out that I had breast cancer, and on top of that, I had to email the news to my husband who was in the middle of some far away ocean. I couldn't even call him which mortified me. Please God be with him as he reads my ominous message. Please let him feel my immense love thousands of miles away. That is all I could think about after I got the news while sitting alone in a cold waiting room (the news from a surgeon that seemed to care less, he just told me to look up breast cancer on the internet, and ushered me out the door as I confusingly made the decision to have a lumpectomy instead of a mastectomy). One whole year has passed and we are still suffering the devastating effects from that one diagnosis. It has changed us in ways that we are only beginning to understand. We are tougher than we’ve ever been, but that doesn’t come easy. It comes from being beat up and bruised and sick and mentally taxed beyond compare. Now a year later, this is where we are: we no longer have health insurance, my husband has to hold his boots together with goo, cork and screws and still cannot work out at sea because of the permanent disabilities I now have, we eat only because we qualify for food stamps (believe me, we could have never even imagined being in this position), our clothes are literally falling apart and the best thing going for us is blind faith, the deep love and closeness we share, and the decision that we will one day help other families like us that have and will go through the unimaginable effects from one simple medical diagnosis. We are survivors, but please, one dollar and fourteen cents a year later. That sort of sounds like one of those stories of family devastation that you find in Reader’s Digest. We just want to get on with our lives. We’ve had to sell our house, move to a new town where the rent is cheap, and worry that one of the bald tires on our car (bald from endless days of commuting to the closest city that can administer “the red devil” and other such chemotherapy drugs/four surgeries/six and 1/2 weeks of daily radiation) will blow—potentially hurting our toddler that means the world and more to us. The love we share is indeed the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced in my lifetime, but we really need a break, we really need help recovering from this, we plead for kindness and understanding as we try to get on our feet and beyond.

Hi Marjie

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I hear you Sister! Similar financial mudhole, different details. Like when your husband was at sea-am alone in another place so that my children can have a life. Peace and love to you and your family.
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Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live.
Samuel Clemens

hozomeen , very touched

I know we got some horror story`s. but wow man , we hope the best for you and your family .. Life has it`s ups and downs , sometimes more downs then ups, but the good times really do out weigh the bad times .. am glad you got to be a daddy to your son .. that time is eriplacable ,,.. oh I agree with cosmicbadger , have you ever thought about writing for a living ? if you write an autobiography i`ll buy it for sure.. Peace , Happiness and best wishes to you and yours !!

family favorite

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Thanks everybody so much for your comments. It goes a long way. We wanted to share a tune with you guys, one of our family favorites. Go to the following link:

http://panicstream.net/streams/jerry_garcia_band/1974-09-01/player.html

advance to song number 6
the whole show is good...number 4 is also a little different and interesting....number 3 is a good siting in limbo

Thanks again for the good vibes and I hope you enjoy......

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