The First Rule of a Good Lifeguard
Don’t drown with a drowning victim. Save yourself first.
Don’t spread yourself too thin. Learn to say no politely and quickly.
ü Do not lose your patience with me.
ü Sometimes I am sad and lost — I need you to be with me.
ü I can’t always help the way I’m acting.
ü Please don’t holler or make me feel guilty because I don’t remember
or understand something.
ü I can’t always explain how I feel. It’s beyond your understanding too.
ü I’m not the person you used to know. I pray to God that you won’t
expect me to.
ü I try to do my best so please stand beside me.
ü When I’m confused or frustrated just let me calm down and let me
know you’re with me.
ü Hold me and give me a kiss when I least expect it.
ü Please just love me no matter how sick or bad I ever become.
Onward with my story. So during October, November and December 2007 we decided we needed to sell our home. We would need to move from California back to Pennsylvania, our roots. I had no option but to quit working and to go on permanent medical disability. I no longer was clever enough to cover my cognitive changes in order to do any job plus the fact that I could not drive. My wife’s father and her step-mother flew to CA to help us move. I have failed to mention that my step-son had moved in with us by this time. On December 27th, the movers loaded up the truck and the 5 of us along with 2 Shitsu dogs left our fond memories behind. We loaded up 2 cars and drove across the country and arrived in PA on New Years Day, January 1, 2008. I remember very little of that odyssey other than I sat in the backseat of the car silently crying for several hours. What a loss. A career. Friends. A lovely home. Beautiful country and scenery. Goodbye California and San Francisco. I will never forget you. You’ve enriched my life and have fertilized my mind forever. Thank you California and to those with whom I came into contact.