Thanksgiving in Pittsburgh
Posted on December 3, 2011
Friends who had to quit drinking because drinking would kill them are drinking again.
Friends who quit gambling because gamblers would hurt them for being unable to pay what is owed are gambling again.
Family with advanced emphysema who can't breathe or walk without an oxygen tank are chain-smoking cigarettes.
Family battling depression can't get off the couch.
Friends are still reeling from last week's loss of Bryan Longo under pitiable circumstances.
As I'm leaving the house, a loved one asks, "If you knew someone who was considering suicide, would you tell them to go to the emergency room?"
Yes. If I knew someone who was considering suicide, I would get him or her to the emergency room.
But I've got to go, see you later.
Friends have seen their children grow strong, healthy, well-educated, full of hope and promise.
Friends battling chronic illnesses are in remission, working, in healthy, loving relationships.
Friends who parented lost sheep have seen these sheep find purpose and go on to live heroic lives.
Friends who were near death are smiling, laughing and singing in the presence of people they love.
Friends who I didn't expect to see show up unexpectedly to share an evening of music with me.
Even MORE friends who I didn't expect to see show up unexpectedly to share an evening of music with me.
My vehicle is running. I was able to put gas in the tank. The light and shadows are amazing. I get to see The Warhol Museum, Heroes and Villains by Alex Ross. I get to see the Teenie Harris exhibit at Carnegie Museum of Art. I get to see J Edgar starring Leonardo Di Caprio. I have dinner with a lifelong friend and his family. I watch the Steelers. The Steelers win a close one.
I have medical insurance. I see one of the world's leading orthopedic surgeons regarding arthroscopic surgery on my long neglected injured knee. The prognosis is excellent.
More and more and more fun and good. And I know that when I return to Eastern Pennsylvania, I will be greeted by people who actually missed me. And while I am in Eastern Pennsylvania, dear friends in Western Pennsylvania will miss me.
Life is good. God is good. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Get well. Don't do stupid things. Don't hurt yourself. Ask for help if you need it. Don't worry. You are loved.
Friends who quit gambling because gamblers would hurt them for being unable to pay what is owed are gambling again.
Family with advanced emphysema who can't breathe or walk without an oxygen tank are chain-smoking cigarettes.
Family battling depression can't get off the couch.
Friends are still reeling from last week's loss of Bryan Longo under pitiable circumstances.
As I'm leaving the house, a loved one asks, "If you knew someone who was considering suicide, would you tell them to go to the emergency room?"
Yes. If I knew someone who was considering suicide, I would get him or her to the emergency room.
But I've got to go, see you later.
Friends have seen their children grow strong, healthy, well-educated, full of hope and promise.
Friends battling chronic illnesses are in remission, working, in healthy, loving relationships.
Friends who parented lost sheep have seen these sheep find purpose and go on to live heroic lives.
Friends who were near death are smiling, laughing and singing in the presence of people they love.
Friends who I didn't expect to see show up unexpectedly to share an evening of music with me.
Even MORE friends who I didn't expect to see show up unexpectedly to share an evening of music with me.
My vehicle is running. I was able to put gas in the tank. The light and shadows are amazing. I get to see The Warhol Museum, Heroes and Villains by Alex Ross. I get to see the Teenie Harris exhibit at Carnegie Museum of Art. I get to see J Edgar starring Leonardo Di Caprio. I have dinner with a lifelong friend and his family. I watch the Steelers. The Steelers win a close one.
I have medical insurance. I see one of the world's leading orthopedic surgeons regarding arthroscopic surgery on my long neglected injured knee. The prognosis is excellent.
More and more and more fun and good. And I know that when I return to Eastern Pennsylvania, I will be greeted by people who actually missed me. And while I am in Eastern Pennsylvania, dear friends in Western Pennsylvania will miss me.
Life is good. God is good. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Get well. Don't do stupid things. Don't hurt yourself. Ask for help if you need it. Don't worry. You are loved.