Deborah Young

Deborah Young
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JANUARY 4, 2012 9:27PM

3rd Year Blogiversarry: So much has changed

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3 years ago I wrote my first blog about my former boss who made my life miserable and ended up killing herself. It got an E.P. and I was hooked.

3 short years later and so much has changed, while so much has stayed the same.

When I first wrote at my desk at home overlooking Pearl Harbor, my husband was relatively healthy, although dealing with M.S., I was employed full time in my profession and we were enjoying living in Paradise; my son was a teenager still in highschool.

3 years later: we've moved to Colorado, my son is in South Korea in the Air Force and my husband has cancer. 

One songwriter says that for the privilege of living each day, we will be given our heartaches, our hardships. Our choices. One cousin just points out that after the age of 50, there's a lot of shit to put up with. Parents aging, getting sick and dying.  Our grown children on their own in harms way. Our own mortality on the front burner.  

Ken 

Tonight I got home from my little office in town and my husband said, "let's go on an adventure." He and the dogs had found a buck, dead and decomposing, with a beautiful 3 point rack, on their daily hike. Killed by coyotes and being eaten by them, the head and antlers were still good and in the tradition of True Blood, he wanted to bring that home.  Did I want to go and get that in 30 degree weather in the dark? No. I did not. But I said okay and off we went, bundled up against the cold.

We hiked one mile in the sunset; I'm afraid of coyotes, mountain lions, vampires, werewolves and the neighbors large mongrels. In the tradition of Anne Lamott, if a deer looks at me, my nerves are so shot I think it's going to lunge for my throat, instead of mildly chewing tall grass.

But I went. He got his deer head. And we walked along the railroad tracks in the snow, me with the saw, him with the head and antlers. He wanted to take a short cut to our house, being cold and exhausted. But I said, "will you walk all the way with me because I'm afraid?" And he said yes.  

And later, in the dark he said, "will you walk all the way with me because I'm afraid?"

And I said yes. 

 

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Great post!! And happy Bloggy-rthday!!! RATED!
Sorry to hear that you husband has cancer. Happy Blogiversary and happy new year.
Well that was nice. Congratulations on your blogoversary, I'm also coming up on Blogo#3 in a couple of months. Good luck with all that is going on... you seem to have a good attitude. r.
So much in such a short & lovely post. Great post, cool photo, sweetly powerful punch. (Today is MY 3rd blogiversary, too! Hey, we're still here, good for us!)
Some things stay the same no matter how much they change. The bond between you and your husband seems to be one of those. I wish you courage as you walk with each other, and give strength all the way. Congratulations on your third.

R♥
Courage is as courage does. Good on both of you!
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And you said, yes. Rated. And happy blogiversary!
I'm afraid too. Thanks for walking along with us.
It seems that life continues to add challenges on top of challenges with each birthday. Great post.
My husband has cancer, too, and I have tears in my eyes reading this. Thank you for an inspirational start to my morning.
Your ending lines brought tears to my eyes. I think life doesn't get any better than having someone who will walk with you through the dark when you're afraid. I wish healing and strength to you and your husband...I can see there is already plenty of love to get you through! Beautiful!
Wow - I was doing okay until I got to those last few lines. Now I'm wiping tears...
How well I remember that first post you mentioned - blew me away.

Very best to you and yours, Deborah.

~R~
Deb, I'm sorry about your situation and your husband's situation, but I am glad you wrote about it.
Happy blogiversary. Yes, things changes very fast. Even faster after fifty. End of this post got to me, Deborah. Touching.
Your husband is a good man and you, my dear, are a good woman. Happy Blogiversary.
Oh Deborah, this is such a beautiful story. Your words made me cry. What a sweet and loving marriage you are having in the midst of all this fear. You have each other and a 3 year anniversary here! Thank you for giving us this gift on your day.
What a wonderful, evocative post! I'm so sorry about your husband's illness. Please let me know if I can help, and meanwhile, keep writing!
Congratulations on your milestone.
Lump in my throat. That last line - wow!
I couldn't help but think of you and your husband moving to Colorado, living in the trailer and waiting for your new home to be built...such an adventure, and so wonderful you are enjoying it and one and other 3 years later. You inspire me. My third is in March...
Deb, an extraordinary post. The cancer is a minor chord here, the hike the major, the mutual fear I believe we all share. Be well and I would like to light a candle for your husband. Rated with Love,
I missed this utterly completely wonderful post Deb, sorry. Sorry about Ken's health issues. I'll PM you God you said it, a lot changed, a lot the same but your writing here whoa, amazing... love Wendy R
That was really bittersweet.. well written.