Afternoon
Guys…
So, I’m out
yet again. Man, the stuff’s getting
old. The government doesn’t want to pay
enough for provider care to be worthwhile, so crips go without more often than
not if they’re on their own. I also know
it’s colder than a witch’s tit today, but still, I’ve got a life too. The alternative’s to move into a “home,”
which is not an option for me. I’ve got
a family. I’ve worked too hard to get
where I am to rot in an institution.
I’ve out on
my own since I was 18, that’s 23 years.
It’s not been easy, but nothing keeping, is. But, Man, can’t a crip get a break…every once
in a while? I’m the optimistic cynic, I
guess. How ya like that for an
oxymoron? I want to be positive knowing
the hand I’m holding is a house of jokers.
It goes back to my mindset as a kid, I know my abilities, so I trust me,
myself, and I. At the end of the day,
you are really all you have. I’m blessed
to have Joey to understand and help
Push
yourselves, Guys, think outside the box.
Be the ball.
Be good to
each other.
-J-
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