So the days go by, faster and faster they seemed to go but there I was, alone again dealing with a weight problem I had no idea of how to fight yet there I was, doing it to the best of my know how. I slowly became back into the sort of person I was, talking to friends and going to do things. After buying the VAN I really became independant in so many ways like going to meetings for O.A. going to the drive in movies, Etc. Etc. My Ex would come around once and awhile and that was only destructive nehavior on my part since seeing her stirred up a lot of emotions, a lot of hate I had for her. HOW DARE she take away 9 yrs of my life (and I let her) and still think that she could just come over here and see me like there were no consiquences for what she had done to me. I know sometimes it sounds as if I am putting the blame squarely on her shoulders but some would say that is right where it belongs. But I know it was aslo myself who allowed it to happen and I do bear some of the issue.
So I lived in my Apt. working my little job, swimming every say that I could (weather permitting) and I even had somewhat of a little friend of Ray Manzarek of The Doors fame thru my job. You see my job was to track down owners of property that had been on fire or had some sort of damage to them. So I indeed had access to ownership records of who owned what property. Well 1 day I heard Jim Ladd on the radio mantion that comming up was the 20 yr aniversary of "light my fire" hitting number 1 on the charts. So I looked up Ray's information and I senthim off a letter congratulating him of this feat and of course telling him what a huge fan I was of the Door's along with some contact info just in case he wanted to give me a call and talk. Well 1 day a few weeks kater I was down in the pool and I hear the phone ringing and my brother Todd was up there and he answered the phone. He yelled down "Rick telephone" now since going up the stairs was such a HUGE ordeal and I did not have a wireless phone I said "who is it" I hear him ask who it is and the next thing I hear is him running to the foot of the stairs and he says "dude it Ray Manzarek of the doors and he want to talk to you" I just about had a cow, he helped me up out of the pool and to the phone, out of breath I said Hi Ray what happenen and we talked for about 45 mins and I just was besides myself.
The reason I bring this story up is because it gave me hope, the hope that a dream, a simple dream like this can come true then me losing weight and becomming a human again was not far behind. So it acted as a huge incentive to keep my dreams alive and on target. And boy it sure did, a few months later I moved down to Sand Diego where the rest of my family had moved to and began was to be some of the toughest times I had ever gone thru and you will see why in a day or to...God Bless and stay tuned..
Rick
The VegasCabbie
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