12/31/2021
Just want to say a big thank you to everyone for their support. Our little podcast experiment, https://www.facebook.com/alongtimegoingpodcast reached 1,000 downloads today. That is not a huge number when one considers the amount of people who listen to podcasts or the number of podcasts out there. However, for John and I, it is absolutely something we never even imagined. To those who have listened, we thank you. For those who wonder if we are going to continue, yes, we are. 2022 will be the revival year with hopefully a more steady production output. 2022 will look different and sound different as things are very different for John.
I wanted this for him, but perhaps I can be honest, now, finally, that we face the inevitable. I wanted it for myself. I wanted to be able to listen to his voice when it had fullness and depth, when he could laugh without coughing and talk without becoming exhausted. And far off, in the future, I will listen with joy and fondness. It is a strange thing to be able to talk about a thing that you cannot listen to... I sabotaged myself I suppose. I thought it would always be easy if I had something to remind me. I was wrong. I ache with anger and a desire to lash out at something. The deathgrip I had on hope is slowly slipping and I realize how much I took for granted, how stupid my attempt at being noble was/is, how flat I have fallen. I can't listen to the past and live with the present when I know what I am being prepared to face in the future. There is no ultimatum or bargaining; no matter how eloquent or vulgar my demands have become, they fall on deaf ears. From drought to drowning... God has never left us. But He has become fluid for me in the last year. I have experienced all of God, I believe, while knowing that is never true. God is greater than I can write Him or imagine Him. We are temporary, He is permanent. Never changing, ever-changing, all-encompassing Father. I am so blessed and I pray that you will be know that blessing in the coming year. Thank you for the love and support. Peace in 2022 to you and yours.
My 53-year-old autistic and developmentally delayed brother has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. This is our legacy, our memories and our collectve story.