RickRowan Resident
I am alive, not so well.. Third cold in two months. As some may or may not know, my RL wife is being tested for multiple sclerosis. I’ve been MIA do to multiple dr appts. My RL business and family coming in for the holidays (Damn having a house big enough to fit everyone). If you need me leave a message here as sometimes it is easier for me to check then actual online messages. I want to thank everyone for all the well wishes. A special thank you to Clio for being my hand warmer, Hein for making me so much money off himself, David for the inside info on MS (answer is still no). Corvi for being my cheering squad and Seana for pushing every button and giving me a challenge. Mostly my love, heart and every thank you thought of, go to Kittie, with out you I am nothing. You have listened to every complaint, bitch and heart breaking thing i have been through. You have been there through every major RL thing that has ever happened to me. You waited patiently for news through my deployments, through every country I worked in, not knowing if one day you would get a call that you didn’t want. You listened through my anger and hate when I adjusted to being a civilian. You listened and offered advice through my dad passing away. You helped me learn how to raise my kids on my own when pixie passed away. You laughed at my stupidness and ignorance. You even laughed at my drunkin middle of the night phone calls. I know you’ll still be there through my father’s curse that I carry. You’ll be there through my anger and stages. I truly cherish our friendship. ( I win, your tearing up already, ya mean ass)
It has taken me a while to process what exactly I wanted to say to you that I haven’t already, and that I am comfortable with the world hearing from me. I, as always, will be here for you, that will never change, my soul, my heart and my gravity, my sanity and insanity all have and continue to be yours. This bump, and that is what it is, we will get through it, together. I am so grateful you have so many here who care for you and support you when I have to step back and deal with my own medical issues. You helped me through that. Once, you called me your hero, that isnt true. You are my hero, and though you say some day you will have to be mine, I know its the opposite. You stayed firm when i went through chemo and surgeries, you pushed me forward when all i wanted to do was fall, you reminded me to sleep and that it was ok to take care of me. You dealt with all the hormones and all the craziness that came from trying to stabilize, and you still deal with my fears and reassure me often that I am still worth it and will not be replaced. You take every opportunity to remind me i am beautiful, when i feel like half freak, half woman and cannot find the beauty in myself. You have shown me the scars are not that bad. We are there for each other and will always be. I am glad you accept that I am every bit as protective of your wife (you know i love her as much) as i am of you. We have many years left in us. I am lucky to call you friend, and to be your mean, psycho, rainbow farting, pony. ylm, and yeah, you know.