I used to really enjoy writing Christmas cards in my healthier days, along with a few Hanukkah and general holiday cards for my Jewish or non-religious friends and family. It was a familiar and comfortable ritual to mark the season and I always took care to pick a fun time and place to get my cards out..including while I was at work; many of you have gotten cards in the past that were written in the middle of the night from the cockpit of my Mitsubishi at 13,000 feet while cruising between Nashville and Atlanta, humming along at 300mph.
After the multiple sclerosis got its hooks into me, I got awfully busy trying to cope with its onset, facing the end of my working days and the ordeal of qualifying as a disabled person. Later, after surviving that scary interlude in my life, I lost the ability to do any hand writing when my dominant left hand failed so it looked like my holiday ritual was gone for good.
This is my first Christmas since beginning this blog, and while it’s a far cry from being able to sit down and write cards, with its stories, photos, and videos it’s a versatile tool that in some ways is even better than any card. The surroundings are amenable, I’ve got a nice fire going and a favorite old movie, “A Christmas Story,” playing in the background.
It’s been a busy year, to be sure. I’ve been busy with my writing, both here and in my new found avocation as a columnist for the American Daily Herald…a pleasant surprise to me, who never pictured himself as anyone’s idea of a journalist. Writing essays on a semi-regular basis takes it out of me, but I’m planning to try my hand at submitting pieces to other online journals as a challenge to myself to find out if I have what it takes.
I had a lot of fun during the warm weather with my adventures in aeromodelling, and the coming spring will see new chapters unfold with my existing and winter projects. Not too shabby for a fellow conducting operations from a power wheelchair, and I’m looking forward to how far I can take it.
Therein lies the rub, though, which brings me as always back to business…the ongoing mission to get me mobile, the primary aim of this blog. The wonderful people who have responded so generously with their donations have gotten this project off to an impressive start in its short lifetime, but there’s still a long way to go. I need to recalculate the numbers, but I’m estimating we’re at about 5% of the funds needed to get my Honda modified for wheelchair access. That’s beyond encouraging, and this is no time to coast.
To those of you who are visiting for the first time…by all means, pull up a chair and enjoy your stay, but won’t you consider making a donation at some point while you’re here? Even a small amount will help me to remove the risk of a potentially fatal fall when I have to go out in my Honda, but more, to regain my liberty from this housebound prison. To restore so much of my life that this rotten disorder has taken from me, to let me do so many of the things that healthy people have the luxury of being able to do without thinking.
To you great folks who have already shown their caring by giving, welcome back and thank you so much! You’ve helped me keep my enthusiasm up and have been a huge comfort to me.
To everyone: this project is starting to gather some good momentum, and what it needs is views, lots of them. I know that in the grand scheme of things I’m no great shakes…as the late great Harry Browne wrote to his daughter on a long-ago Christmas, I know that no one owes me anything. I’m no beggar, just a guy who found himself in a bind asking for help from the world, expecting nothing but hoping to accomplish an ambitious goal in the face of a daunting adversary. Please…if you like this blog and think my goal’s a worthy one, will you tell a couple of friends about it? It WILL help!
Hope’s a powerful force, and that along with my faith in good people keeps me going.
I wish every one of you a the merriest of Christmases, the happiest of Hanukkahs and the most blessed Yuletide anyone could want. You folks are magnificent!