THE END!: Because of a post to #18 that bothered both of us, Cathy has asked that I stop writing about her. If I can’t tell the whole story, I’ll just stop and read a book. There were some painful things about me that I was willing to share.
In my profile on Match.com, I said I was being honest, but I really wasn’t. I mentioned that my Mother died of cancer at age 67 and that made me realize that life was short and I decided to retire early.
What I didn’t mention was that Mom had bone cancer in her jaw, and that over 3 surgeries she had her jaw and her tongue cut out. In addition to working full time, I was the primary caregiver. It was good to spend time with my Mother, but hard to watch. As she put it, “I don’t want to go one piece at a time. I don’t want to shrivel up and die.” But she did. The next Christmas I started to have trouble concentrating on my work. I finally couldn’t go into the office or use the telephone. On the way to work one day, I checked myself into a mental health facility. It was a long climb out of a dark hole, but I recovered enough to get the part time job with Continental.
The lady I had been seeing and the next 3 people I dated, didn’t understand and I was wondering if I would ever have anyone in my life or would always travel alone. I was frugal and able to get by on my own disability insurance policy, but that would have been another story.
Cathy was always totally honest, she saved me and helped me live a normal life. After evacuating the home in PAG four times in 2004, we sold the house to our neighbor and moved to the mountains of NC. Cathy was the Lenior, NC coordinator for Obama in 2008, and helped turn NC blue.
In 2015, because of all the Republicans, we began our move to SMA. Cathy is also an empath and feels suffering and carries a lot of her with it. She cried most of the day yesterday, but also worked on a project that will allow an 18 year-old, who came to our door three months ago for help, support her out of work husband and her beautiful 2 year old daughter.
The good thing about all of this, was that in putting together what would have been the next three stories yesterday, I fell completely head over heels in love with Cathy all over again. I could never have made up the the emails we sent each other. But I got to live out the fairy tale!
