Purpose
If you can find a why
you can endure anyhow
I have things that I believe and a few things I know I
believe I am responsible for my actions. And I know I bear the burdens of the
decisions that I have made to date and the decisions that I continue to make.
A couple of
years back, I was hospitalized as I was diagnosed with COPD, Diabetes HBP, and
an irregular heartbeat. I went to the VA clinic for an appointment and got sent
to the ER. My lungs were full of fluid, and it was laborious to take a breath. Additionally,
I weighed 375-380 Lbs. Honestly, I did not care if I lived or died. I was
miserable at work and did not think I would make it to retirement, so I had, in
essence, given up. This event took place
was over the week of Christmas. I was alone and had the unique blessing of
clearing my mental plate to have a heart-to-heart with the almighty. After this
time, I got my finances in order and lost about 50 lbs. I got approval for a
gastric bypass which I accomplished in 2018.
I now weigh 220 Lbs, and I feel better than I have ever felt. I am longer a
Diabetic, nor do I have COPD. The heart rate issue and the BP remains an issue,
albeit a minor one.
This
hospital stay reminded me of the prayer that I made in 2005 while I was in the
middle of solving a temporary problem with a more permanent solution, as it was
one of the lowest times in my life. In that
prayer, I acknowledged my errors asked for forgiveness and made a request that
I remembered during that hospital stay. That
request was, "Lord, if you see me through this, I will be a much better
father, leader, and mentor than I was before.
Several
things had happened since that dark moment in 2006. I met the woman that I eventually married in
2012. I reestablished an excellent relationship with my natural daughters. I
gained ten grandchildren that know me as PAPI—having retired and moved to OHIO to
mentor 3 of my grandsons that required male adult supervision. I found my purpose. Additionally, I regained
my faith that had diminished in the intervening years with the subsequent incidences
of riotous living of which I was an active participant.
I am finding
Grandfatherhood is a rewarding experience; being a mentor who understands and takes a teacher's role to my grandsons is the fulfillment of my request made
many years ago. A side benefit is being
a mentor to my new son-in-law as I am approached for advice almost daily. My youngest Grandson accompanies me to church
on Sundays and Bible studies on Wednesday nights. I do not have to coax him as
he tells me when it's time to go to church. The young man also made me proud (and
misty) when he came to the room boldly stating that God will heal Nana. I will not push the older boys. I believe a good
example and reaching my youngest Grandson will do the work without having
pressure added to them by me. I expect them to be in attendance during significant
milestones in his (my Grandson) growth in his faith when those milestones are recognized
in the future. It seems like a good
reason to get my family to come to church with me.
Not to say
it has been all rainbows and roses. I had a painful employment decision to make. My
decision to retire was due to, in part, based on three criteria 1. Fulfillment in
my employment. 2 The physical challenges affect my spouse that required my
intervention, and 3 is the financial aspect of retiring. I found that in the combination of my
retirement from the USAF, Department of Defense, Va disability, and Social
Security, I can transition to focusing on my family, the most
important thing in my life. My life has changed tremendously. I now take long
walks two times a week in my small town surrounded by farms. It has helped a
lot as my stress level has lowered tremendously, most notably due to not being
called at 9 PM on the weekend for something mundane. Now it is getting the Grandsons registered for
the fall semester and looking forward to walking the youngest to school
(weather permitting). The elementary school is located literally at the end of
the walking trail 500 Meters from home.
All of this
reminds me of a Joe Walsh song, "life's been good to me so far." My biggest
worry this week is, Where is the Lawn guy? The grass is getting kind of long
these days. I better give him a call and see what's up.