This is why for for 2 years I slept on our leather couch. I wanted desperately to protect my wife from whatever was happening to me (at the time I had no idea how this would end or what was infecting me). And for those two years I did not touch, hug, or wrestle around with my three children. They weren’t allowed anywhere near me or the couch I basically lived on. I have to admit I wasn’t the best father for those two years, I was consumed with myself and my own survival. The only other chair I sat in was a wooden chair at my computer desk. This shot is in Florida as well.
That’s my little guy in the middle who had pneumonia a while back (thank you for those who prayed for him), he’s perfectly fine now. As always he’s wearing his shirt backwards and inside out, somehow that became his trademark. Next to him is my oldest son well on his way to earning his Eagle Rank in Boy Scouts. He’s an excellent marksman and can build a shelter out of a pine cone and a toothpick. He has his eyes on the West Point Academy. Next to him is my lovely daughter who happens to be an excellent swimmer (as they all are too) and a pretty darn good shot too (bow or rifle). Finally, my wife, who put up with all the craziness is next to me. We saved our marriage through this mess somehow and I’m so grateful for that. It was very bad for a while when this first hit as I came very close to ripping our family apart. Eventually, I learned not to talk about Morgellons and to suffer in silence. But I wasn’t only suffering, I was scheming on how to get out of the hell I somehow found myself in. Recently we’ve had so many long time friends tell us they are getting divorced. We have decided we’re really doing the “for better or worse” thing although I do sleep with one eye open some nights (just kidding). I know many were abandoned by spouses when you became sick and my heart goes out to you, hopefully you can find some peace through this mess when you recover. Now that I am doing better I am really going to pray for all of our readers fervently in hopes that this is your year too.
Never give up, you can and will get your life back.
Mr. Common Sense