Just a personal note...or two...I'm going to have another new little great-grandchild on December 14, 2012; I am so jazzed! My dear Sierra's first child; we don't know boy or girl yet, either is just fine and dandy.
I am going to be attempting to get my new blog up every morning by 10:00 a.m., EST. Some mornings have emergencies that come up so I cannot promise every single day, but you have my word that I will get it up at least 98% of the time, and I will let you know if I am too sick to write (so rare) ((Thank God!)).
And again I want to thank you for your faithful friendship, I appreciate you more than I can say!
Today Ed and Ann build a life-long friendship and Ed visits the mine and meets Bruce. Ann is dying to get of of the mountain...
THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter 30...HELL
I remembered the dream and my mind and heart did a flip-flop. In the letter Ed expressed an interest in pursuing our friendship after our hospital days were over, but he also said that he would never be the one to break up another relationship and so he said that he would like to become friends to both Bruce and myself.
I invited Ed to come up to the mountains if he could find a ride and see what we were doing there and meet Bruce. Ed said that he would write letters to both Bruce and I, and I suggested to Ed that he might like to stay at the mountains for a while-he had no home to go back to once he got out of the hospital. I told him that Bruce always needed help in the mine. Ed assured me that he would find a way to get up to the mine.
Ed was as good as his word. Once I got out of the hospital I started receiving letters from Ed addressed to both Bruce and I. Bruce of course was very unhappy about the letters and figured that Ed was really writing just to me, but two weeks later Ed had found a ride up to the mine with a friend of his and he met, and really liked, Bruce. Bruce showed off the mine and all of his mining equipment and guns to Ed and they became friendly. Laura, James, and Sheera were visiting the mine at the time so Ed got to meet them also.
Ed's letters became the strength that I needed to try to straighten out my life. As Bruce became more and more uncomfortable with my receiving letters from a man, I knew that I had to make some changes in my life. I demanded the use of the truck for short periods of time so that I could go to the library and grocery store in Julian by myself. Because of the letters from Ed, Bruce got wise that maybe he had better look at how he was treating me, and loosen up a little. I added to those thoughts by rebelling and telling Bruce that I needed a little freedom or I would walk off the mountain. I got the truck for an hour and went to the post office and got myself a post office box so that Ed could write to me there.
Ed asked me to come and visit him in San Diego where he was renting a room. I told Bruce that I had to see Debby, because Charles and Arleen had come from Iowa to visit her and the children, and I wanted to see them for a while. For the first time in 14 years I was allowed to drive the truck off of the mountain and away from Julian. I did go to visit Debby, and Arleen, and Charles, but I then left them and went to a park in downtown San Diego. Ed and I had a picnic and he asked me if I would like to have a job working with him in his company, L.A.M.B. International. He was a licensed stock broker and his business was trading stock options, especially the S&P 100. He felt that with my mastery of EXCEL I could write a program to forecast options. I was wildly excited by such a proposal and said that "yes," I would like to do that. Ed told me that he was going to be moving to Bishop, California to live since he could not find an affordable place to live in San Diego. He said that I should come and see him there, and that we could start the business up. In the meantime, we would write to each other.
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE:
Suddenly my mind began to come alive again. I had a friend who could talk to me about ONE, and actually understood things the same way that I did. My mind became like a sponge, and I looked around at what the mountain had become over the last four years. The mountain itself had not changed of course, it was still the serene, beautiful land that I had fallen in love with, but after 14 years-most of them with my being very ill both physically and mentally-I realized that if I stayed in the mountains much longer that I would go stir crazy. I absolutely realized that if things did not change I would die; I could not stand the status quo any longer. I sat down with Bruce and told him how I was feeling and asked him if we could consider getting off the mountain and going to live somewhere else that would be his choice.
Bruce looked at me as if I were crazy and told me flat out that he was never going to leave the mountains, and that I was never going to leave the mountains either, that is, alive and well.
Well, that just made me angry and my rebellious spirit decided that I was going to find a way off even if I had to crawl down the mountain at night. On our next visit to our psychologist, I told the doctor my feelings about the mountains and what Bruce had had to say to me. The doctor called Bruce's bluff, but Bruce said I would never be able to use his truck to get off of the mountains and that he would never help me to get off. Bruce was even against my being able to go to visit Debby for a while.
Tomorrow Ann hears of the P.A.S.S. program and gets her own car and starts Grossmont College.
I am going to be attempting to get my new blog up every morning by 10:00 a.m., EST. Some mornings have emergencies that come up so I cannot promise every single day, but you have my word that I will get it up at least 98% of the time, and I will let you know if I am too sick to write (so rare) ((Thank God!)).
And again I want to thank you for your faithful friendship, I appreciate you more than I can say!
Today Ed and Ann build a life-long friendship and Ed visits the mine and meets Bruce. Ann is dying to get of of the mountain...
THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter 30...HELL
I remembered the dream and my mind and heart did a flip-flop. In the letter Ed expressed an interest in pursuing our friendship after our hospital days were over, but he also said that he would never be the one to break up another relationship and so he said that he would like to become friends to both Bruce and myself.
I invited Ed to come up to the mountains if he could find a ride and see what we were doing there and meet Bruce. Ed said that he would write letters to both Bruce and I, and I suggested to Ed that he might like to stay at the mountains for a while-he had no home to go back to once he got out of the hospital. I told him that Bruce always needed help in the mine. Ed assured me that he would find a way to get up to the mine.
Ed was as good as his word. Once I got out of the hospital I started receiving letters from Ed addressed to both Bruce and I. Bruce of course was very unhappy about the letters and figured that Ed was really writing just to me, but two weeks later Ed had found a ride up to the mine with a friend of his and he met, and really liked, Bruce. Bruce showed off the mine and all of his mining equipment and guns to Ed and they became friendly. Laura, James, and Sheera were visiting the mine at the time so Ed got to meet them also.
Ed's letters became the strength that I needed to try to straighten out my life. As Bruce became more and more uncomfortable with my receiving letters from a man, I knew that I had to make some changes in my life. I demanded the use of the truck for short periods of time so that I could go to the library and grocery store in Julian by myself. Because of the letters from Ed, Bruce got wise that maybe he had better look at how he was treating me, and loosen up a little. I added to those thoughts by rebelling and telling Bruce that I needed a little freedom or I would walk off the mountain. I got the truck for an hour and went to the post office and got myself a post office box so that Ed could write to me there.
Ed asked me to come and visit him in San Diego where he was renting a room. I told Bruce that I had to see Debby, because Charles and Arleen had come from Iowa to visit her and the children, and I wanted to see them for a while. For the first time in 14 years I was allowed to drive the truck off of the mountain and away from Julian. I did go to visit Debby, and Arleen, and Charles, but I then left them and went to a park in downtown San Diego. Ed and I had a picnic and he asked me if I would like to have a job working with him in his company, L.A.M.B. International. He was a licensed stock broker and his business was trading stock options, especially the S&P 100. He felt that with my mastery of EXCEL I could write a program to forecast options. I was wildly excited by such a proposal and said that "yes," I would like to do that. Ed told me that he was going to be moving to Bishop, California to live since he could not find an affordable place to live in San Diego. He said that I should come and see him there, and that we could start the business up. In the meantime, we would write to each other.
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE:
Suddenly my mind began to come alive again. I had a friend who could talk to me about ONE, and actually understood things the same way that I did. My mind became like a sponge, and I looked around at what the mountain had become over the last four years. The mountain itself had not changed of course, it was still the serene, beautiful land that I had fallen in love with, but after 14 years-most of them with my being very ill both physically and mentally-I realized that if I stayed in the mountains much longer that I would go stir crazy. I absolutely realized that if things did not change I would die; I could not stand the status quo any longer. I sat down with Bruce and told him how I was feeling and asked him if we could consider getting off the mountain and going to live somewhere else that would be his choice.
Bruce looked at me as if I were crazy and told me flat out that he was never going to leave the mountains, and that I was never going to leave the mountains either, that is, alive and well.
Well, that just made me angry and my rebellious spirit decided that I was going to find a way off even if I had to crawl down the mountain at night. On our next visit to our psychologist, I told the doctor my feelings about the mountains and what Bruce had had to say to me. The doctor called Bruce's bluff, but Bruce said I would never be able to use his truck to get off of the mountains and that he would never help me to get off. Bruce was even against my being able to go to visit Debby for a while.
Tomorrow Ann hears of the P.A.S.S. program and gets her own car and starts Grossmont College.
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