I have my share of problems and heartache in this world

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I have my share of problems and heartache in this world    Updated at 1:14 AM
   
Edited on Tue Feb-02-10 02:12 AM by The Straight Story
Loves lost, a daughter who won't know me until she is 18, a son with whom I have not seen or spoken to in over 10 years, deaths of many friends.

But never, ever, have I had to sit in a hospital with a sick child.

I could write a novel about my life and the pain I have been through, especially when it comes to my daughter and her mom and her illness.

Right now, I am out of work (though may have a good paying job in 2 weeks) and getting unemployment.

Not a good looking guy, not rich. But damn.

I am seriously ****ing lucky.

One thing I asked for in this life was that I never had to see one of my kids suffer through cancer/etc. And I haven't.

But others have - and are.

I cherish my weekends with my baby girl. We play our games together, I cook for her, hug her, and get to see her in her bed snuggling her little baby doll as she drifts off to sleep.

Others - they don't have the sweet life I do.

I posted this earlier:
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.ph...

And I hope you will respond to it and kick it - there are many others out there not so lucky as I am.

I can't be everywhere and help out others all the time, but I can -at the very least - do my part and pass along ways to help others.

While I am not always able to be there for others I am damned well able to find those that need help and pass it along.

I have it made. Sometimes I feel like the richest man in the world, because I don't have to go see my kids in the hospital.

Problems? Yeah I have them - things which hurt me personally a lot - but I would be remiss if I made it just about me and my issues.

We all have issues we have to deal with, but maybe - just maybe - dealing with our own issues starts with seeing what we have and helping those in worse situations.

You and I, we might well be in a bad situation that hurts us, but we are not alone in it all - and part of being a progressive, to me, is to reach out to others hurting.

It is about all of us working together to help one another.

To talk on lonely nights, to send cards to sick kids, to kick a thread for a fellow DU'er hurting, etc and so on.

Kindness starts with a simple action - and that simple act can translate into something wonderful.

Be a friend to someone hurting, and don't judge them based on your own life.

Just be there. Listen.

It costs nothing to listen and offer a hug, or good though

http://www.democraticunderground.com//discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=389x7622161

[dutch508]

http://www.democraticunderground.com//discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=389x7622161

Has he been in prison for ten years?

[JohnnyReb]

DUmmie says, "It is about all of us working together to help one another."

Which means, we help each other find and use "ALL" the damn freebies we can.

[delilahmused]

Oh please! Someone say something manly because this ***** completely shakes my belief that men should actually be the masculine side of the human species. How can any woman want this? He makes me cringe with disgust.

Cindie

[GOBUCKS]

Has he been in prison for ten years?

Nah. A couple of weeks ago, he tried to start a scam to relieve the DUmmies of a little cash, but they didn't fall for it. He's about the dumbest fraud in history. Even that shouldn't prevent him from taking the DUmp for a few bucks, but, come on, after he laid out his sob story of grinding poverty, sweet love, and the brutality of the American health care system, he admitted he wanted the money for skydiving. Skydiving!! Bev Harris wept.  So now he's trying to repair his rep, before he can make another grab for the gold ring.

[jukin]

100 years ago this man would have been put out of his misery before he could **** up other people's lives.

[AllosaursRus]

Oh please! Someone say something manly because this ***** completely shakes my belief that men should actually be the masculine side of the human species. How can any woman want this? He makes me cringe with disgust.

Cindie

Somebody needs to call the WAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMBULANCE! ***** is EXACTLY the way to describe this sniveling POS!

[The Village Idiot]

Has he been in prison for ten years?

One thing I asked for in this life was that I never had to see one of my kids suffer through cancer/etc. And I haven't

Didn't he abandon his family?

[dutch508]

One thing I asked for in this life was that I never had to see one of my kids suffer through cancer/etc. And I haven't

Didn't he abandon his family?

That's why he didn't see it...

[Karin]

You're not kidding, Cindie.  My computer needs a shot of testosterone after witnessing that.  I need to wash off all that twee treacle from myself.  Of all the snivelling, weepy, sobsister, overwrought, melodramatic pabalum!

kick a thread for a fellow DU'er hurting,

   Oh how compassionate of you!  Almost as generous as Greenbriar and her $20 motel room and $6 pizza for traumatized fire victims. 

I've been thinking about jotting down a story about this guy, ala Franksolich, just to see if I can have fun, too.  This is one DUmmie I'm keeping an eye on, he drives me up a wall. 

[Celtic Rose]

One thing I asked for in this life was that I never had to see one of my kids suffer through cancer/etc. And I haven't

Didn't he abandon his family?

Yeah, there is something about how he has no contact with his older two children, and he is divorced from the mother of his third child, though he has contact with her. 

I'm sorry, but there must have been something pretty screwed up going on for the father to have no contact...

[BadCat]

Yeah, there is something about how he has no contact with his older two children, and he is divorced from the mother of his third child, though he has contact with her. 

I'm sorry, but there must have been something pretty screwed up going on for the father to have no contact...

Drugs...illegal and prescription.
Alcohol.
No job.
Loser.

I would bet that just about sums it up.

[Toastedturningtidelegs]

One thing I asked for in this life was that I never had to see one of my kids suffer through cancer/etc. And I haven't

Didn't he abandon his family?

Yes! For the pain in the ass wife he has now. It's why his boys won't have any contact with him!

[Karin]

Here, I just knocked this off:   

“Oh!”  cried Mervin, as he fluttered his fingers through his poofy, thinning hair.  “So much to be done before the guests arrive!” 

Flitting about his kitchen on his tiny feet, he tried to take stock.  The goose was awaiting cooking in the special goose-roaster, the baguettes had been baked earlier that day in the special baguette pans,  and  the potatoes were ready to go in the special potato pot.   He just needed to log on to his favorite website, DU,  and get some good ideas for a veggie dish.  The special veggie pot was all ready.

Logging on as The Straight Story, a name Mervin found very clever, particularly since he was anything but straight, he made a quick post in the Cooking & Baking forum.  He liked it here a great deal, and felt appreciated here.  They admired his generosity, in the face of terrible hardship.   Unemployed as he was, hadn’t he fed that desperate itinerant a sandwich and a glass of water?  Mervin frowned, unsure.  “Did I just dream that?”   He shook the thought off, as increasingly common as it was becoming.  Too much to do!

The recipe for the roast called for starting at a very high temperature, 500 degrees, for one-half hour, in order to get a crisp skin.  After that, the oven should be turned down to 325.  “Ah-ha!” thought Mervin,” I shall multi-task!  While the goose is doing its half-hour, I shall get my bath in.  After that, I’ll see if those shrewd  DUers  have come up with anything for my veggies!”   Feeling very cunning and wily indeed, he set the oven for 500 to preheat. 

Relaxing in his bath, with wet hair, Mervin was feeling efficient and capable.  “I like this multi-tasking, it’s ingenious!”  he thought.   Thinking that a little more efficiency could only be a good thing, he reached for the blow dryer, preparing to take care of his fluffy hair before the party.   â€œBing!”  went the oven timer, announcing the end of the 500 degree period.  Startled, Mervin dropped his blow dryer. 


The End
RIP TSS

[The Village Idiot]

action oriented story

[kenth]

Poor TSS. Life has just been soooooo cruel to him. His child goes without, all because he has been forced to be jobless. They actually asked him to work hours away. How could they do that? How could anyone expect him to up and leave his poor ex-wife and her new husband all alone? She might need him! He might have to take that call in the middle of the night that we all dread, where he's the only one she can count on in the wee hours of the morning to bring them more wine and body lube.

But don't cry for TSS. TSS knows that somewhere out there, there's a small starving child, with one leg and cancer who is in the hospital after being attacked by badgers. He knows that child probably needs your sympathy more than he does. So send your white light and healing vibes to that child first. TSS is strong, and will survive!

[Traveshamockery]

I think TSS has PMS.  He seems to have these fits of self-pity and introspection once a month. 

[Chris]

Here, I just knocked this off:   

HA HA HA HA HA HA

Excellent!

[Carl]

Good God what a whiny ass miserable little piece of crap.

He goes on and on every time about the same stuff,sheesh get a grip and get your life moving forward dude.
This is just a ploy to get folks to ask him how he is doing and if they can help,the unemployed poor soul act is almost as old as..oh whats her name,you know...the lady that I have heard is homeless there.

[ScubaGuy]

I read TSS and all I can see is "Whiny little bitch"..  Damn dude get a set of balls and do something!
 

[delilahmused]

Yes! For the pain in the ass wife he has now. It's why his boys won't have any contact with him!

Oh, he's not married to that woman he's always talking about. He was, but it appears she left him for another man. Still, he hangs around, skulking in the corner until she needs someone to babysit the kid, run down to the store for aspirin and kleenex, wants someone to rub her feet, or cook something. Currently, he's trying to be her own personal "make a wish" foundation (mind you, the woman has NO diagnosis but they've got the poor kid twisted in knots thinking mom could die at any moment) by funding her dream to go skydiving.

Cindie

[delilahmused]

Here, I just knocked this off:   

“Oh!”  cried Mervin, as he fluttered his fingers through his poofy, thinning hair.  “So much to be done before the guests arrive!” 

Flitting about his kitchen on his tiny feet, he tried to take stock.  The goose was awaiting cooking in the special goose-roaster, the baguettes had been baked earlier that day in the special baguette pans,  and  the potatoes were ready to go in the special potato pot.   He just needed to log on to his favorite website, DU,  and get some good ideas for a veggie dish.  The special veggie pot was all ready.

Logging on as The Straight Story, a name Mervin found very clever, particularly since he was anything but straight, he made a quick post in the Cooking & Baking forum.  He liked it here a great deal, and felt appreciated here.  They admired his generosity, in the face of terrible hardship.   Unemployed as he was, hadn’t he fed that desperate itinerant a sandwich and a glass of water?  Mervin frowned, unsure.  “Did I just dream that?”   He shook the thought off, as increasingly common as it was becoming.  Too much to do!

The recipe for the roast called for starting at a very high temperature, 500 degrees, for one-half hour, in order to get a crisp skin.  After that, the oven should be turned down to 325.  “Ah-ha!” thought Mervin,” I shall multi-task!  While the goose is doing its half-hour, I shall get my bath in.  After that, I’ll see if those shrewd  DUers  have come up with anything for my veggies!”   Feeling very cunning and wily indeed, he set the oven for 500 to preheat. 

Relaxing in his bath, with wet hair, Mervin was feeling efficient and capable.  “I like this multi-tasking, it’s ingenious!”  he thought.   Thinking that a little more efficiency could only be a good thing, he reached for the blow dryer, preparing to take care of his fluffy hair before the party.   â€œBing!”  went the oven timer, announcing the end of the 500 degree period.  Startled, Mervin dropped his blow dryer. 


The End
RIP TSS

SPECTACULAR!!! 

[vesta111]

SPECTACULAR!!! 

I agree Delila is supurb at telling a story, very talanted.

[GOBUCKS]

Here, I just knocked this off:   

“Oh!”  cried Mervin, as he fluttered his fingers through his poofy, thinning hair.  “So much to be done before the guests arrive!” 

Flitting about his kitchen on his tiny feet, he tried to take stock.  The goose was awaiting cooking in the special goose-roaster, the baguettes had been baked earlier that day in the special baguette pans,  and  the potatoes were ready to go in the special potato pot.   He just needed to log on to his favorite website, DU,  and get some good ideas for a veggie dish.  The special veggie pot was all ready.

Logging on as The Straight Story, a name Mervin found very clever, particularly since he was anything but straight, he made a quick post in the Cooking & Baking forum.  He liked it here a great deal, and felt appreciated here.  They admired his generosity, in the face of terrible hardship.   Unemployed as he was, hadn’t he fed that desperate itinerant a sandwich and a glass of water?  Mervin frowned, unsure.  “Did I just dream that?”   He shook the thought off, as increasingly common as it was becoming.  Too much to do!

The recipe for the roast called for starting at a very high temperature, 500 degrees, for one-half hour, in order to get a crisp skin.  After that, the oven should be turned down to 325.  “Ah-ha!” thought Mervin,” I shall multi-task!  While the goose is doing its half-hour, I shall get my bath in.  After that, I’ll see if those shrewd  DUers  have come up with anything for my veggies!”   Feeling very cunning and wily indeed, he set the oven for 500 to preheat. 

Relaxing in his bath, with wet hair, Mervin was feeling efficient and capable.  “I like this multi-tasking, it’s ingenious!”  he thought.   Thinking that a little more efficiency could only be a good thing, he reached for the blow dryer, preparing to take care of his fluffy hair before the party.   â€œBing!”  went the oven timer, announcing the end of the 500 degree period.  Startled, Mervin dropped his blow dryer. 


The End
RIP TSS

Outstanding, Karin. In the end, both Mervin and the goose have crispy skin.

[Karin]

Thank you, thank you.  It's fun dreaming up entertaining ways to off the DUmmies in fiction.