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    • CommentAuthorWolf
    • CommentTimeOct 12th 2019
     
    I believe that with the low traffic levels and the fact that this exists, it's not a bad thing to have one continuous place to talk given that the majority of this place is populated by people who actually are journeying somewhere along the route through alzheimerspouse. I won't be putting up long posts here.

    The Inn was somewhere. Everybody knew that. It was near the woods by the bridge. It was an odd kind of bridge that seemed a little different to everyone who saw it or walked over it. The Inn was obviously put together over time in parts where nobody cared whether this part fit exactly with any other parts. And you know what? Nobody did.
    • CommentAuthorWolf
    • CommentTimeOct 12th 2019
     
    That's a nice site Elizabeth. Good picture too.
    • CommentAuthorbhv*
    • CommentTimeOct 12th 2019
     
    Wolf.
    I like this idea. The bridge is “... different to everyone who saw it or walked over it”
    I feel like I’m standing at the edge of the bridge, my right foot is raised, just about to take a step, onto the bridge.

    The Santa Ana winds are blowing here. They are said to cause anxiety. No one knows why. I’ve been working outside clearing brush in case of wildfires. But come inside and I feel so horrible. Like something is drastically wrong. I think with me. No one can help. I’m either not answering phone and email or lying. I think I’m going to put my right foot down on that bridge. Any minute now I might find the courage. . .
    • CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeOct 12th 2019
     
    Just a guess Bonnie, but part of 'what is drastically wrong' is walking into an empty house. You were so used to working outside then going it to see what he had gotten into. Yes, you are on a new bridge.
    • CommentAuthormyrtle*
    • CommentTimeOct 15th 2019
     
    Hi Wolf, Yes, traffic levels are low. Does that mean that there are few survivors, and we are among them, or that the survivors have gone on to new lives elsewhere? I'm not among the first group, although I have made some progress. Like you, I wore a uniform from Land's End for the duration of my Alz service. Having completed my tour of duty, I've started to buy clothing from other merchants.
    • CommentAuthorWolf
    • CommentTimeOct 16th 2019
     
    Myrtle, good question. I suspect the answer is both although most people go on to their new lives elsewhere. Happy, sad, or indifferent - no clue. I do have a uniform. It's a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers not to mention unmentionables. In the winter I wear socks. In the other three seasons I don't. Nobody asks "who dresses you?" because I'm an old guy, and so I get away with everything. I don't even have to shave regularly because the new look for men is four days unshaven.
    • CommentAuthormyrtle*
    • CommentTimeOct 17th 2019
     
    Wolf, The only man who looks good unshaven is George Clooney, and even he might be mistaken for a good-looking bum.
    • CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeOct 17th 2019 edited
     
    So I will join in talking about old friends. My senior year in high school our foreign exchange student was from Yap. For some reason the popular kids did not go for him so my group did. We had a lot of fun. I took him roller skating one time - he could surf so thought it would be easy! Wrong!!. After I took him home I went to the restaurant where my mom worked the night shift. I asked her why people were staring at us. She said it was because of his skin color. That is how naive I was - never thought about it. Sure his skin was dark (he was from the tropics) and he had curly black hair but so what! I have searching on the internet the last few years finding out what I could about him. He went to college and got into politics eventually becoming the governor of Yap. He currently is the Micronesia diplomat to Fuji. I found him on Facebook although he only had picture of him but I sent a message anyway. He answered back. We have spent the last couple hours chatting. And - he never has learned to roller skate!! We have our 50th class reunion next year and he would love to come.

    Finding him made my day! Oh, he said I don't have to call him his official name - I can call him by his first name. Good - I am not good at formality!
    • CommentAuthormyrtle*
    • CommentTimeOct 18th 2019
     
    Charlotte, What a nice story!
    • CommentAuthorCharlotte
    • CommentTimeDec 3rd 2019 edited
     
    I am in that 'somewhere Inn' I think. About a week ago I was talking to the director of the facility after not being there for a week that I guess I need to not come as often so Art depends on them more. She told me I need to go have a life, that they will take care of him. But what life can I have? I am in limbo. I was sitting here last night looking at the clutter in the motorhome knowing I need to get busy but I have no desire to do anything. Then I thought back over the last 12 years how slowly our world got smaller including me doing less and less. The last few years I mostly sat at my computer playing games, coming here, FB or surfing the web. I know I am getting tired of all that but I really have no 'energy or desire' to go out to find a life. I reckon one calls it depression, lack of motivation, lost in the 'Somewhere Inn'. All I can get done is laundry, groceries, etc - it is even hard to get motivated to care for the dog like bathing her which she needs every couple weeks due to the skin condition she has.

    So here I am 'lost in the Somewhere Inn' and no desire to find my way out.

    I think what is adding to my depression was the realization, after just spending $800 on the car, of how hard it might be to maintain a car and motorhome since both are older and things mechanical will start going wrong. Especially after hb dies and I loose over half of my income.