Making Great Progress

MARCH 21 2010 1935 - JACKSONVILLE FL - Today turned out to be very fulfilling.

I got up this morning and went to church. I had to take the church van because I did not feel comfortable in riding the bus. The church van was not bad, once I figured out the best way to sit.

Church was wonderful. It was youth Sunday, so the music was provided by the Thomas Small Youth Choir. The did three wonderful selections, one of which was a song called Haliluah, and another was a Donnie McClurkin selection called Living Word. Perhaps the most impressive selection was this multi-spiritual which included Swing Low, Angels Watching Over Me, and When The Saints Go Marching In. It was a very impressive song. The sermon was about praise. Which reminds me, I have to read Exodus 15 to see if I can interpret the praise song which Moses and Miriam sang. All in all, a great service.

I was treated to a surprise at home. For the past three days I have been unable to lift my right leg, but today I was able to do four sets of 10 leg lifts on the right leg. Call me psychotic, but I am going to try going to work with one crutch tomorrow. My friend thinks I should take both crutches. I don't know, this will most likely be a gametime decision.

The way thing are going, I should be back to my old walking self in no time. Although this time I will not have to worry about those silly calcium deposits anymore.

Let's see, what else happened today? Oh yeah, I almost forgot. There was an email from the ex-wife. Now this is funny, because I made an offer for us to engage in dialogue, but she decided to play stupid. A told her not to worry, and I washed my hands of the situation. In otherwards I let go, and now she wants to send an email? I guess men are supposed to be dumb creatures. Well I guess I am not the average guy. I decided not to read the email. I figure if she really wants to talk, then she will find another way to get through to me. I may listen, I may not. We're no longer married, and her lawyer is raping my salary, so she has what she wants, there is nothing else that I need to say to her.

It is not that I am being cruel, but I am just tired of being treated like a door mat. Don't get me wrong, I am still going to pray for her, but I have to distance myself from ignorance and drama. Call me what you like, hate me, heck deplore me, I don't care. I am at a point in my life where I am starting to care for the only person I think to be important, me. No, that's not true, I do care for others as well, but just not the way I used to. I am not going to shut people out, I am just going to stop putting other people's wants, needs, and desires ahead of my own.