ABSILVER's World

I know...  people get depressed.  Some people have a chemical imbalance or challenges in their soul that they can't shake.  But here I sit in the middle of my condo wondering about Robin Williams, as many of you do.  I have a blog here, and I write, and yet I feel somewhat at a loss for words but.. I will try. I have been depressed at times, as I assume we all are.   I have walked across an occassional bridge concerned about falling into the highway and wondering how long before I would be missed.  But, my reaction has always been to walk closer to the curb and keep walking.  As Windston Churchill said, "If you're going through hell, keep going."  Don't stop, for lack of a kinder term, living! Why could such a brilliant man not speed up?  what will be his challenges that were so ornerous to his mind that moving on to be with his friend Christopher Reeves was the right choice.  Think about the comparison, one man who was kept alive by...

I feel like an Armadillo at times.  Hard shell, gets around well, and sometimes even a little cute.  If I have a moment, of exposed anxiety, I remember there is a shell around me and I just keep trudging forward.  The faster I move, walk or execute an idea the less likely that thin skinned underbelly will show and I will get hurt.  So, I sit here this morning feeling like an Armadillo on his back, legs and feet scrambling trying to get back on his feet to have that shell protect him once again. It doesn't happen to me often.   Miss Daisy Bell spent the night here, and she was amazing.  The weather yesterday was pretty horrible but she managed to keep her wits about her. (OK she did what dogs do, she slept all day).   She didn't run out in the rain too much, and actually seemed to find a way to walk under the umbrella with me.  So, we had an OK day sitting at home in the rain.  She seems to be eating well.  Slowly gaining...