My beloved Great Uncle Leeroy, with ear lobes so big and long they would sit on his shoulders when he sat in “his chair” would always tell us kids, “Boy and Girls it’s Hell to grow older”. Live it up and enjoy being 7 years old, quit trying to rush into being a snotty nosed loud mouth teenager LoL. What a great and wonderful Man he was. I miss our Family get togethers, watching all the adults playing pinochle in the kitchen, smoking then Winston cigarettes and drinking pots of coffee. My Uncle’s and Grandfather telling War stories of their time in the Service, them showing all us kids how to play 52 card pick up and trying to any of us to go and try to pick up the meanest little Jack Russel Terrier you’ve ever seen. I still hate you Spunky, still have the scars and still don’t trust that breed of dog hah.
At 53 I know that’s not old but I’m broken down. Don’t doubt for a second that I haven’t lived it up either. Hell all the things I’ve done I should have been dead a long time ago. Didn’t get married until I was 36 so I was a bachelor longer than I’ve been married.
Wouldn’t change a single thing in my life.
Everything I’ve seen and done was for a reason beyond my control. Those lessons in life have made me the man I am today.
My boys are at there point in life where one day I might have some grandkids to teach and help them grow.
Testimony.
That’s what I should have named this forum. @19foxtrot
I asked my wife just the other day if she felt that I “preach” to people, about the Lord because I’ve recently felt compelled to just talk about God. Maybe that’s my purpose.
She said no, you are giving your testimony😇
My life was saved by Jesus Christ our Lord and kept alive here on earth for a reason.
And sometimes I feel that reason is to just open up and talk to people to share my personal experiences and life with others.
Man it’s just great to be in here with folks that have the same views and values and experiences that we can share with one another.
Now back to talking guns because I really do like them a lot
8 to 9 years ago not only my wife was fighting cancer but my dad was too. When she lost the battle but my dad defeated it; he asked me " why didn’t the Lord take me instead?". My answer was… “her work was done but yours has just begun”. He cried like a baby, he loved my wife so much!
I so sorry to hear about your wife passing and your father both having cancer. I feel your pain to some extent.
If something happened to my wife I don’t know if I could handle it. She is my rock and best friend. I would not be alive today if it wasn’t for her strength.
My father passed away with cancer when I was 20 years old.
My brother in law who we moved in with us passed 5 or so years ago.
A first cousin passed last year.
Having dealt with death and destruction in FD/EMS my whole adult life I pray for all who have lost loved ones. Loss is harder on the ones that remain IMHO.
One haunting call we had was a good friends Dad tell me “I’ m not gonna make it” and die on the spot.
So long ago but some days the PTSD shows up unexpectedly
One of the things my father told me as he was aging was “never stop doing things.” I replied “what?” and he said “playing in your softball league. Working an active job. Going for walks. Don’t stop…because once you do, it’s over.”
He was in his 50s then, I was in my mid 20s. When he was younger, he always played golf, softball, or was running around with the dog or us as kids. He passed suddenly at 67 from an overnight heart attack, mostly stemming from inactivity (he was an accountant) and an inability to lose weight, but he also had knee and back problems that only got worse the more inactive he became.
My new neighbors think I’m funny, because at 40 years old I actively try to walk whenever I need to go somewhere if I can. If it’s within a couple miles and I’m not going to be carrying a lot of weight back, I hoof it. My car sits more often than it doesn’t. I still get out and bartend a couple nights a week on the side, hours on my feet and constant steps/movement. At least get in a couple miles a day.
And now that I’m into my 4th decade, I fully understand what he was saying then. I fell and twisted my ankle a couple months ago, and it’s still swollen and sore…but it’s at its worst in the mornings when it’s stiff. Once I get going and it loosens up, I hardly feel it over the course of the day, but if I sit and chill for a while then get right up, there’s the pain again.
Movement facilities blood flow and blood flow facilitates healing. It’s an actual thing.
I like this topic. Would anyone be interested if I posted my supplement routine that I break down into Morning/Nighttime. I also have other supplements that I take either before a workout or if I’m having a long day at work and need some extra motivation. I also have a recovery drink for repairing joints/muscles and other body pains if you are experiencing that from exercise or just pain in general.