Lately,
I have been neglecting my blog in favor of a book that I am
attempting to write in between social obligations, chores and you
know, the ol’cancer thing. You probably have not noticed, or have
in fact noticed, and are enjoying the much-needed break from blog
obligation and are in the process of letting your mind return
comfortably to its natural guilt free state. The book I am writing,
by the way, is going to address the current political and health
issues that are plaguing our modern society; how to grow our consumer
driven economy in a sustainable and environmentally safe manner,
immigration reform policies, corporate farming issues, soil
bleaching, genetically modified foods, the gun control conundrum, big
oil, pesticides, hair loss, starvation, obesity, poverty, corporate
welfare, social welfare, social security, pollution and global
warming will all be discussed in a no-holds-bar format – I will
even be including recipes and exercise tips. Cannibalism: the
complete “how to” guide of hunting down, killing, preparing and
eating our elders for a better tomorrow, by D.S. Randel, will
hopefully be on the shelves by 2015.
In
all seriousness, I really am writing a book. It is just a collection
of stories about my childhood and growing up in a large,
not-so-well-to-do family of mischievous boys. I am calling it The
Troublesomes, which is a name that I pirated from my sister,
who, unless she can come up with a way to be a lot more exciting and
interesting a decade ago, will not have a very large part in my book.
(Pick it up Tami). I can tell you, however, that my condition is
worsening every day and making it near impossible for me to focus on
more than a couple of tasks a day. I unwillingly have to rest more
now than anything else and I hate it. This includes writing, as it is
becoming increasingly difficult to control my right hand for long
periods of time and the simple act of the necessary concentration
rapidly drains me.
For
these reasons, I will be posting less and focusing what I can towards
producing my bucket book. I will however, be posting medical updates
of significance whenever I can. They will, most likely, be shorter
and more to the point, which might have actually suited you fine in
the first place.
My
next post will include the date of my surgery and then I am pretty
sure that this blog will eventually wrap up with a “Flowers for
Algernon” type of fizzle.
David
out.
This is your last blog and my first comment since even though I regularly asked others to respond to your posts I could never bring myself to reply. There are so many things my heart wants to say to you and no words that even come close to explaining how I feel. I am so proud of you! Proud of your writing skills, your intellect, your strength and your determination to claw your way over every road block that has been put in your way. I am proud of the way you treat your sons and the care and grace you show in all the things you do for them and with them. I love watching you read to Ethan, encourage his drawing and his imagination, how you cuddle with Caden and patiently listen as he explains the new game he is playing or how his day went at school. Each of these moments are tiny jewels in my day; treasures in my heart. I am proud of how you love your wife, that she is your cherished friend, your constant companion, your very heart. I am proud of the way you conduct your life and that you find ways to make all of us laugh in the midst of sorrow. I could write a blog responding to each one you’ve written and it would never be enough to list all the ways you continually amaze me- never enough to say how much you’re loved. I love you this day and always-Mom
ReplyDeletei much prefer the real topic of your book than the world issues you teased us with. i would so love to read about your experiences, especially since i love your mum but only had one girl child myself. i am one of six kids with two brothers so mayhem is something i'm used to, especially when all our kids got together at my mums. coming from glasgow in scotland, a californian childhood is like the movies to me. i have enjoyed your blog david and that you kept it real. i cant imagine the issues you deal with as pf is a easy ride compared to you. good luck for the surgery.
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to reading your book which I am sure if it is anything like your blog will be very insightful. You have a way of expressing yourself far beyond your word. Although I only met you once I feel like I know you because of all the wonderful things Joey and Tanya say about you and the fact you and Joey grew up together. I pray for you and your family daily. I know your surgery will be a success. Never give up. God Bless. Donna Olson( Tanya's Mom)
ReplyDeleteI'm sure that even if I'm not a huge participant in your book, the small parts I get will undoubtedly be awesome. But seriously, you should make my parts awesome. Call it payment for using my brilliant name for your book, or for not knowing where I was all of those times when you were supposed to be babysitting me but instead were off having great adventures. Either way you want to look at it, I'm sure my small part will be a highlight of the book.
ReplyDeleteI've been following your blog, especially when your Mom suggests to do so on her Facebook page! I don't think we have ever met but we're family (something like 2nd or once removed cousins). Our Mom's are cousins that seem to have tons of stories probably similar to The Troublesomes. Your wit and humor carry over so charismatically through your words. I enjoy reading and knowing I share a bloodline with you. Know that you are loved and supported by some of the biggest hearts on the planet, it's in our genes! Please write more when you can and laugh and smile and keep that wit sharp! Much love and support, Jessica Baron (daughter of Leslie Swenson (she's got a huge heart!) and granddaughter of the Mary Lou White (the one we got the huge hearts from!)
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