Jerome’s Gnome

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My good friend Jerome, campground manager, made this video for me while recuperating. You may not acquire the gist of it at first. Kind of one of those inside jokes so I’ll set the stage. Prior to surgery I was bound and determined to get into better shape. I would walk five or six miles a day, lift weights, and then do lunges up and down a hill on my toes to strengthen the lower limbs. Daily, Jerome would watch my antics and spear me with a witty jab from his dry, Dutch repertoire. His ancestry is a large part of who he is.  Believing that Divine Intervention will come to fruition, his future plans are to ascend to the throne of the Netherlands kingdom. Henceforth, the gnome theme, where these mythical creatures roam and patrol the sylvan woods of eastern Pennsylvania.

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Finding a New Life

My hiatus and lack of blog posts has been due to a relatively uneventful week of recovery. Apologies go out to those that called or emailed regarding our status. It was heartwarming to find so many of you interested in our well being. Surgery proved extremely successful–the entire tumor was removed and no hint of cancer exists. The procedure was over and done in a matter of five hours. Any post-op pain or discomfort was not only bearable, but paled in comparison to a root canal. I’ve been blessed once again. Not too many get a second chance in life. I’ve received two of them. I hope I continue to remind myself of such emotional fortune. On Monday, the neurosurgeon cut the proverbial medical tether. Life will go on now as it had been prior to surgery, the only warning being to ease into any strenuous rigor. Our hosts, innkeepers, and dear friends Chris and Jay, couldn’t have been more accommodating. But it was now time to head home. And home in our world is wherever the RV rests. Later that evening as we were pulling into the Lake In Wood entrance, we both verbalized in unison how good it was to be home. Trying desperately not to leave a footprint in the home of our friends, a couple can still alter the daily machinations just by our mere existence. The past two days have allowed us to reacquaint with co-workers and friends, begin our daily walks and make preparations for life changing eating habits. On Tuesday morning while out for a walk, we began to realize a feeling that never have we come asunder. We have no plans or commitments, no schedule or timetable. No pending medical issues. We are free to leap out of the past, the flicker of the here and now, and into the  abyss of the future. Here, unfettered possibility rests. The future is boundless. It is borderless. It is imagination free of any shortcomings built by the past and not portrayed by the present. The future is our dreams’ playground. I can visualize the future as everything and nothing. It shall be  our empty canvas. And there is no better time to wallow in hopes, dreams and possibilities. So the key here is to dream, think, and dabble the imaginary creating anything the heart desires, no matter how selfish or selfless. All that is necessary in life is asking, believing and then receiving with gratitude.

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An Amazing Surgeon

Just wanted to take a few minutes to let all know that everything went OK with the brain surgery. Less than 48 hours following the procedure I was back at Chris and Jay’s home to relax for awhile. Jay thought it was funny for me to going thru mail and paying bills already. So he took out his camera and snapped a few of the staples mending my noggin’ together.  Any pain I’m managing. Some of the discomfort is welcomed as I have mentioned before. Yellow HIll Road is my saviour. Trapsing up and down there on a daily basis made for a speedy recovery. “The body will achieve what the mind will believe”. Will be back with some posts as soon as I can find something a bit more funny.

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