Alone Like Always, continued...
(BHC AZ. (Mohave Desert))
I actually love the desert and Az.
I am the one who is 'Alone Like Always, Etc. Anyhow, from your comments, good people, I have decided to write a bit more.
I am 65 in May and was forced into retirement, disability actually, in 2009. I have been active all my life (very-I border real close to the tomboy image of yesterday-heh) and my back, finally, said nope and my head finally said get help.
I was without a home or family or close friends..so I found some and here I am. My family has gone, save for a cousin or two whom I have no contact with.
My faith is still very strong. Faith in life, nature, the force and myself. How, I have no idea...I've really been through alot. I have a therapist and a support system I see often, but I really miss not being out with people and having a purpose (job) at the same/similar time.
I've always been careful and bashful, but now it has consumed me into being integrated. I hate it. I have tried volunteering, school (again), church...anything I could bare (PTSS/syndrome) but I have failed at all.
Now, since the comments on my first story (ugh-now that I read it) I feel I can say what's on my mind here. Thank you. And I look forward to seeing what others have to say about thier lives.
Plus I'm going to look for a pen pal. THAT is what I was looking for in the first place. Some one to get my head out of myself. (giggle) LOL. Hand-to me that's have a nice day. I hear the kids say hagd-i.e. have a good day. Do both. :)
Wendy's other site... because Aging Matters!