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It's been a long time...
10 years ago
....Since I have added anything here. Looking back I don't know where all the time went but its been two years, two difficult years.
I am going to try and post stuff regularly but i cannot promise. Today I will begin with a recap of the two years.
My Dad past away from Cancer. He had lost a kidney years ago due to the big C and we thought he was over it. He developed Parkinson's which took its toll. He always remained positive, though you could see how frustrated he became as things got slower and he battled to hide the shakes. He was a very proud man, never shrugged his responsibilities, never complained or procrastinated when doing chores around the house.
I had my mom and dad move in with me so I could help my mom take care of him, also to help take care of my mom. She insisted on doing everything. Life was good, we mended a lot of broken bridges but some wounds were never healed, we just bypassed them and pretended they never existed to begin with.
My job got more and more difficult, I also took on the responsibility of starting and running my own business outside of working hours. It was a disaster. The more I tried to grow the biz the further into dept i got, all this was kept from my folks, then my dad took a turn for the worse. He could not support himself and his Parkinson's went out of control. We rushed him to the hospital some 70 kilometers away in the next town and there we were told he had cancer of the brain. His body's organs were covered with cancer and it was too late. He passed seven days later.
While he was in hospital I was not allowed to take leave. It was work or bye bye, no more job. Thankfully my sister came out from Australia so she could take my mom to the hospital during the day. I traveled at night to see him. That Friday night he passed I was going to see him but I was so tired from working that I put it off for the Saturday. I never got to tell my Dad goodbye.
Not only did my job cost me time to spend with my Dad, it also didnt' allow we time to grieve, I was given one day to attend his funeral, one day to say my goodbyes and then it was work as usual.
I hate my Job, hate my bosses, hate the company. All my free time is now spent building and working towards launching a new company. Hopefully one that will pay me a salary so I can leave this crappy existence behind.
I want to apologize to everyone for not staying in contact. I have missed our conversations and I hope that we can begin anew.
I am going to try and post stuff regularly but i cannot promise. Today I will begin with a recap of the two years.
My Dad past away from Cancer. He had lost a kidney years ago due to the big C and we thought he was over it. He developed Parkinson's which took its toll. He always remained positive, though you could see how frustrated he became as things got slower and he battled to hide the shakes. He was a very proud man, never shrugged his responsibilities, never complained or procrastinated when doing chores around the house.
I had my mom and dad move in with me so I could help my mom take care of him, also to help take care of my mom. She insisted on doing everything. Life was good, we mended a lot of broken bridges but some wounds were never healed, we just bypassed them and pretended they never existed to begin with.
My job got more and more difficult, I also took on the responsibility of starting and running my own business outside of working hours. It was a disaster. The more I tried to grow the biz the further into dept i got, all this was kept from my folks, then my dad took a turn for the worse. He could not support himself and his Parkinson's went out of control. We rushed him to the hospital some 70 kilometers away in the next town and there we were told he had cancer of the brain. His body's organs were covered with cancer and it was too late. He passed seven days later.
While he was in hospital I was not allowed to take leave. It was work or bye bye, no more job. Thankfully my sister came out from Australia so she could take my mom to the hospital during the day. I traveled at night to see him. That Friday night he passed I was going to see him but I was so tired from working that I put it off for the Saturday. I never got to tell my Dad goodbye.
Not only did my job cost me time to spend with my Dad, it also didnt' allow we time to grieve, I was given one day to attend his funeral, one day to say my goodbyes and then it was work as usual.
I hate my Job, hate my bosses, hate the company. All my free time is now spent building and working towards launching a new company. Hopefully one that will pay me a salary so I can leave this crappy existence behind.
I want to apologize to everyone for not staying in contact. I have missed our conversations and I hope that we can begin anew.
i am still here for you, my dear friend.
if you ever need to chat, poke me sometime.
I am always part of your support group, even if things seem heavy on my end.
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Thank you. I have been and always will be part of your support group. I may not be in the front of the group but i am in the back jumping up and down, waving my arms about and shouting above the noise.
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