Purpose

My Response: You got that 100%! 

My Dad had a Tool and Dye Machine Shop from 1950's to 1980's that his father, who came off the boat from Italy in 1910, had started. My fathers' uncle started the town shoe store in 1930's until early 80's too. Everything closed up, manufacturing went overseas. Town had highest unemployment rate in state. Drugs and crime came in. Stuff got torn down or sold off. Retired family got old and sick, had to pay out of pocket for healthcare and went broke. Great Uncle with the shoe store, who was medic in Germany in WWII, (no children) was alone in elderly housing. Barely anyone came to his funeral when he passed away 10 years ago (my last close relative) one week before his 100th birthday. I have two trunks of items from my parents and great uncle. Everything else is gone and everyone has forgotten them. 

Oh I forgot to mention my Dads' business, which did parts for Nasa, Lockheed Martin & GM (my dad never went to college)...well it was on the same property as my grandfathers' house which was built in 1700's. It was an inn during the Civil War and Thomas Edison spent his summers there. My grandfather bought the property from the Inns' Owner "Old Man Kingsbury" who was friends with Edison, and it was filled with old inventions and antique guns- you name it..it was there. House still exists but it has been gutted and all the Indian Lands and natural springs torn out and placed with new cheap houses 20 years ago. My brother died 30 years ago. His ashes were out there. Now they rest on some cheap housing complex community lot. (end of my response). 

The personal parts which I might share a tiny bit have been challenging...managing Complex PTSD mostly because of my cancer ridden, brilliant and violent alcoholic mother who was born in Nazi occupied France,  spending every summer RVing Cross Country, losing my grandmothers piano and never playing again, homelessness, no car and living with hoarders and then overcoming the "almost ending up in a wheelchair" situation.

Years later I worked with Veterans who had PTSD in a Magical Virtual Reality Land that I had created.  

Anyhow... now I am alone, have an old cat, live off less than most (savings almost gone). I make Elvis videos because my Dad was similar to Elvis, except he was the Mobster Version. 

Eccentric Childhood for Sure! 

Got into learning "Wisdom" to cope and learning to live very simply and to be at peace with less than most.  

Because of chronic pain I have had to make BIG Lifestyle changes too. Had to give up things, learn to adapt & to find acceptance regardless of the circumstances.  

Some things I learned along the way...

Sometimes things don't last and you need to let go. 

There is no Greener Grass or Magic Fix, you can only manage your mental states day by day, moment by moment.  

You are your only real anchor in this life. Be patient with yourself and others for this life is not always easy. 

Try to learn things so you can atleast say in the end that you tried to work with what was given to you. 

For those really struggling...I spent most of my life here. 

But no matter what you will be ok. 

Never forget that. 

My website is about Pandoras Box. Well inside it, below all the evils of this world, there lies hope.

So for those with no family or close friends, those with disabilities or pain, those whom medications do not help, those in abusive situations...well I am here and you are not alone. 

Never Give Up! 

Thanks for reading.