It’s hard for me to accept things I don’t understand and maybe that’s nothing unique to me. Maybe there’s lots of us who need to understand. Reasons…..we need reasons. But it seems the people who just plain ACCEPT their life situations and problems and aren’t so concerned with the whys, have an easier time with all of it. Kinda like, “oh well,” or “whatever”, or “it is what it is” or even, “it’s God’s will.” That kind of…
(part two) I’ve given you a picture of my Arthur inside and out. Now I’d like to tell you about he and I, our friendship. Eventually due to his declining health and his need for assistance, Arthur was transferred from independent living in the main building to assisted living. His apartment ended up being right down from my office and we both enjoyed being so close. I’d pop my head in now-and-then to see how he was doin’ and he…
PART ONE….. His name is Arthur. I say IS because he just can’t be dead. He’s too weird to be dead. When he left here, he immediately showed up on another planet…I’m sure of it. I saw Arthur the first day of my new job on the Monterey Peninsula in Pacific Grove; an enchanting little Hamlet on the California Coast. My place of employment had once been a grand hotel where the wealthy ones from San Francisco…
He was my (at that time) husband’s boss but he was way more than a boss, they had a friendship. Shortly after beginning to work together, their boss/employee relationship crossed over a line and they became great friends. I think Chuck was kind of a father figure for husband number one (H-1). He was an extremely nice man and I think he’d have done most anything for H-1 and H-1 for him. For sure it was mutual. Chuck had…