I haven't written a post for a long while so I thought to myself, well, let's do it !
My life keeps changing, the world keeps moving and I'm learning and growing.
I haven't worked in two years but I feel this may change in the next little while as there are resources I work with that might find me the right job soon.
My mental state is OK, and I've been on the same meds now for six years, though I still hallucinate visually occasionally and I have to be on guard for feelings of being "disconnected" from the world.
I really can't complain about the life I lead. As I turned 53 last week I looked back to the past and felt so grateful for what I have today. The good friends, the loving family and the way I responded to treatment for schizoaffective disorder after many years of failure.
And I do believe in God. He is real. And while the church provides fullfillment for some, it was not for me. I worship at home.
Life without hardship and challenges would not be life at all, would it ? I believe that it is through these "rocks in the road" that we learn life's lessons. I don't think any of us would have it any other way. When I was in Mexico a few years ago, I was out walking one day and I came across a beggar. He had no legs and was sitting on the sidewalk with a small cardboard box beside him for money. I gave him some coins and walked on. Our lives had touched in a small way and I realized that we were different but the same, in a way.
That's it. Different, but the same.
Peace
Don F.


I like what you said "different but the same." We all are indeed different. In school I alsways wanted to be popular. In the end it robbed me of my own identity. Years later and alot of soul searching I found me. I remember one day when I looked in the mirror of my life and noticed I had no values, morals or standards. I then took up the task of finding out who I am and what means most in my life and the lives of those I love. It took a long to develop basic values. I am now grateful for life. I do take it for granted sometimes, but those times are few.
The beggar reached out his hand. You took it to help him. That is most wonderful and very gracious!
Thank you for sharing!
David