Rocky Mountain Climbing- I’m in NEED of Resurrection

The last couple of weeks have been really wild for my family.

Where to start…

We sold our condo in Colorado and got to see the first pictures of our new house being built, out of the ground walls and roof on. When I saw the pictures I was in tears to really start to believe that my adult dream of living in Colorado, permanently, is actually going to happen.

Then life happens.

We adopted a really cute Doberman puppy from our friend Sean Rae Allen who back from Iraq had his life too full to deal with this new addition. We took her to Colorado with us and have completely bonded with this rapidly growing bundle.

Last Wednesday Suzy was walking Missy, cute name don’t you think. Missy pulling hard on the lead, Suzy tripped falling forward and broke both of her arms just above the elbows. We spent the afternoon in the emergency room where they were only able to get an x-ray good enough to know one arm was broken. We got lucky the next morning though and got her into the best orthopedic group in Dallas where they confirmed what we thought, both arms were fractured. I would call it a stress fracture in nature, and as a result she didn’t need two casts, only hinged braces. The braces allow more flexibility and allow her to shower and get dressed on her own and speed the healing process as well. Other than looking a little like Robocop, she is adapting well to her hinges.

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After Thanksgiving I was headed back from a snowy Colorado. I was coming back a new way for me, East on I-70 through the middle of Colorado, Kansas and then through Wichita and on south to Dallas. As my cellphone was well charged and I was approaching civilization and the connections were now greatly improved from eastern Colorado, I began calling people whose numbers I easily remembered. I actually have a facility for remembering phone numbers, to the point I don’t store too many of them in my phone.

A number of a friend popped in my head and I quickly dialed him hoping to catch him in his normal sarcastic self, which allows me to do the same and to cut up in a manner very few people understand anymore. Being that sarcasm is not well received by most people.

Instead what I heard was a person in trouble and I was the vessel for hearing his testimony. We talked, and hopefully I did a good job of listening, not offering a lot of advice or trying to fix him or save him. I am not really sure I did him any good at all. We talked for 30 minutes and as I was running out of gas and pulling over to the pump our call ended as he received another call.

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