Dearest Relations,
It is with great hopes that I have made satisfactory changes to this simple little blog of mine. This simple blog written by a simple Mixed Blooded American man from the South Eastern States of the United States of America, I place my life here to share the all of what my life was, is and has become pertaining to my health and emotional matters. Meniere's Disease, being the number one factor in beginning to send out communiques. I began this blog back in the year 2010 with some motivational good talks from Folks who were friends but for a spell, rather like, 'the book of the month club' type friend. Well, Relations, my heart and Spirit's are too sensitive for that type of bull shit and drama. I really don't have time for that and yes, these are them who want to honk with their obnoxious voices that friends are friends whether you see or speak with one and another daily, weekly, monthly, yearly, by-the-dozen, and or so on and so on. Well, because you see Honey's, that's not my bag of tea or is it the flavor of the month at Starbucks for me. My ideas and my heart felt feelings about what friendship is much more important to me.
Oh yes, we are all to be let free with the establishing of Kindred Spirit's. Kin Folk and Kind One's as we live our lives. In my life, I know no stranger. My Family, who are them related to me by blood are my Kin Folk, though sadly enough, many of them are as estranged to me as I am to the fellow collecting coins on the corner. I say estranged with purpose because the person on the corner collecting coins is not a stranger. She is my sister or he is my brother who have no where to go or no means to gain gainful employment. I watch while I'm out and about on the County's Mass Transit Systems, Little Blue Buses. How things have been created for those of us, who are the Disabled. Or the disenfranchised. Yes. Yes, We The Disabled, become a sub-factor in the functions of a City and it's businesses, like the folks on the corner and the city's modes of transportation's. I trust in them to safely transport me from home to doctors appointments and my return home. Nothing more - nothing less. Sometimes I hold on for dear life because I have become a passenger in a Little Blue Bus who's driver is too fast and too furious for me. These Folks, even with their erratic driving become an instant Kind One in my Circles of Life. My Kindred Spirit's are who we are, Kindred Spirit's. All are brothers and sisters of mine. It does not matter where one is born or the color of skin nor even the language spoken. There is but One God. Seen.
I express my 'Circles of Life', with those and them who are a part of my life today. And them involved in or are with me in these health battles of my life. And My God, isn't this all so danged simple. I don't understand why so many Folks want to over dramatize and make negative what is really such a brief life here on Mother Earth. You see, Relations, which would be an all inclusive term, I have found my life long formula as something so simple. I'm really not a complicated Boy, and all that I ask is that you please, just be honest with me, and in turn you will get honesty from me. Sometimes even, whether one likes it or not, the truth is the truth in my life.
I have taken steps to open up myself to include others in my life. From hospital to clinic to rehab center and pharmacy. Same for my Kin Folk and Kindred Spirit's, I invite all Relations, please join me and my Medical and Emotional Better Health Teams and become a Team Mate of mine.
Please?
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