Cool Story Bobbie....My dad raised me and my 2 brothers doing many outdoor
activities...Camping,hunting,fishing and etc., We learned to respect
Life,Nature and the great Outdoors at times like you, I think back on some of
those fun times and wonderful memories. Dan H***
On Wednesday, April 15, 2015 9:26 PM, Larry Willis
<[email protected]> wrote:
Wonderful, Bobbie. Keep em coming.
Larry WillisRetired and proud of it
Begin forwarded message:
From: Gmail <[email protected]>
Date: April 15, 2015 at 8:57:43 PM EDT
To: Danny Hearn <[email protected]>
Cc: shirley bell <[email protected]>, Larry Willis <[email protected]>,
"[email protected]" <[email protected]>
Subject: Re: [QUAD-L] Showers
Dan, I think you can relate to this incredible true story ... and few others of
you as well.
I was 16, 1 year before my accident, camping in the adirondack mountains,
(specifically Saranac Lake) it was 1972.
I woke up in my sleeping bag snuggled warm inside a half wood half canvas cabin
with no running water or electricity. It was just bearly starting to get light
out at 5:35am with my sister's and a friend still sleeping near by.I pulled my
legs out of the flannel bag and put my bare feet on the sandy wooden floor to
search for my sneakers. As I tip toed to the screen door, I took my time to
open it as to not wake anybody so I can have this precious time to myself.It
was just light enough that I needn't light the Lantrens to find my way to the
lake at the bottom of the sandy trail cut through wild blueberries bushes.I
finally came upon my destination, an old green wooden canoe that had been
pulled up upon the shore. I got in as quietly as possible and picked up an oar
without making a sound.My father had taught me how to "Indian paddle" many
years ago, a technique that was virtually silent. Once the paddle is in the
water it never comes out. With some clever turns of the oar I had mastered the
technique.I'm now right where I want to be ... in the middle of the Placid lake
with fog hanging over the water not yet burned off. I just sat there, then
finally I start to hear one bird start to waken with a chirp here and there.
Then another bird returns his call. It's now getting brighter and the fog
is starting to burn off the calm water.
I laid back against the back of the canoe and watched my little part of the
world wake up.It was one of the most exhilarating experience I've lived. Many,
many times when I'm stressed, up set or angry, I can bring myself back to that
canoe ride.That very same day I put a lack on my back and did a day up up one
of my favorite Mountain peaks.As a matter fact I have a picture of a canoe
hanging in front of my bed so I can see it's the first thing I see when I wake
up.
I miss water skiing, snow skiing, cross country skiing swimming, sailing,
swimming, boating, camping, hiking.
I have more stories if anybody is interested.Bobbie
Smile Everyday
On Apr 15, 2015, at 11:43 AM, Danny Hearn <[email protected]> wrote:
I hear you all and can relate, Bobbie,Larry and Shirley-- I woke up like you
said today Larry.....Oh lord another feeling bad day but gotta get up and make
do....It don't help that my wife and only caregiver suffers from awful migraine
headaches for days at a time and is now had one again for 2 straight days, wish
I could help her at times but I can't. Yes Bobbie, like you I sometimes think
of things we used to do but can't now...like you said, walking into a shower on
your own when you want too, walking and feeling the sand on a beach or the cool
grass under your bare feet, I used to get in a boat and go to out to far
isolated places of beauty on a lake to fish and enjoy nature, used to love long
hikes deep into wooded forests....I think of these things at times but then get
back into present reality and try to enjoy what simple things in life I still
can, I guess we all do. Dan H*****
On Wednesday, April 15, 2015 10:21 AM, shirley bell <[email protected]>
wrote:
same here, sometimes it takes all I have not to scream at people who complain
about the stupidest stuff or feel so sad seeing friends and strangers do things
I can't. I seems to have gotten worse for me as all these yrs have passed. I
thought things got easier??? Oh well, we all seem to struggle with it so at
least we are not alone. I TRY everyday to keep positive and look at what I have
and not what I don't, which is allot. But it is a challenge. hang in all of
us.Best,
Shirley Bell
----- Original Message ----- From: Larry Willis To: [email protected]
Sent: Wednesday, April 15, 2015 7:04 AM Subject: Fwd: [QUAD-L] Showers
Everyday. Every damn stinking crippled ass day. Soon as my eyes open in the
morning. Pardon my French.
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Gmail <[email protected]>
Date: Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Subject: [QUAD-L] Showers
To: [email protected]
I was watching a movie and the actor in the scene woke up, pushed the covers
off, sat up, put her feet on the floor, stood up and walked in to the shower
right after dropping off her PJ's.
It took about 1 minute.
I turned off the TV and tried to remember how that felt ... but I can't.
I couldn't stop crying.
I can't tell you how many times I've heard family or friends say
"I'm going to jump in the shower."
Or
"I got home, I was so dirty I had to jump in the shower."
I know, I know I should be over feeling like this and it not make me cry after
ALL these years.
So I'm asking;
Does anybody else still get "up set" or "bothered" by what I described above?
Smile Everyday
