Posted in Familial Unit

A Daughter’s Journey with Her Dad: The Battle

Moe: “I got an idea! We’ll make a mummy out of you!” 

Curly: “But I can’t be a mummy, I’m a daddy!”

~Moe & Curley in We Want Our Mummy, 1939

When we are children, we perceive our Parental Units (parents) as invincible and able to beat anything that threatens our little minds.  We never think about life and the mortality of it: for us or them.  We happily live our childhood with the confidence that whatever we get into, our Parental Units will get us out of (at least that is how I lived my life).  Adult things and the adult world meant nothing to us.  We were young, strong, and invincible.  What we could not beat, our parents were right there to finish the job we started.  That is how life went as a child.

As we grow older and become adults, it never crosses our mind that our Parental Units are also growing older.  We continue to view our parents as we did when we were kids, until the ugly Mortality Monster (death) rears its head and begins to threaten them.  The dread Mortality Monster loves to scare the little child in all of us and sometimes it succeeds.  Nothing we do or say will change the hour appointed for the Mortality Monster to take its next victim.

Right now, that Mortality Monster is starting to come around knocking on the door of my Parental Units’ door.  My Paternal Half of the Parental Unit (Dad) has been battling many illnesses given to him, compliments of Agent Orange, during his stint in the Vietnam War.  My Dad is the toughest of tough; the all-powerful military man who is afraid of nothing and no one.  I grew up knowing that my Father could defeat any threat given to me, my Mom, or my siblings.  My Paternal Half was THAT man – the one who walks into the room and everyone looks at him to take control of the situation whether they knew him or not.

Yeah, my Dad is the sh*t!  Always has been and always will be in 7 of 7’s eyes (me).  See, I have a unique relationship with my Dad, Dear Bloggites.  I was the only one of the Sub-Units (kids) he bonded with as a baby.  Dad was always afraid to handle my older siblings when they were babies until they were two or three months old because he thought he might break them; with them being so small and him being a big military man, it was an understandable worry, albeit a silly one. 😛

However, I was a different case than the first six.  See, Dad received his orders to go fight in the Vietnam War when I was born.  From the moment I came home from the hospital, Dad insisted on doing everything for me and would not let my Mother do anything.  He knew there was a strong chance that the Vietnam War could kill him and he wanted to imprint as many memories as he could into my subconscious so I would always know who he was if something did happen.

Dad and I bonded; so much so, that I turned out JUST LIKE HIM!  Man, oh, man did he hate it when I was growing up!  Stubborn, independent, strong-willed, know-it-all up against the same personality…God Bless My Mother!  She had to play the buffer every single time!

I digress with the fun, scary memories.  Back to the Battle of Paternal Half versus Mortality Monster.  Dad’s worry over the Vietnam War killing him was not met during the battles he faced at the time, but it has come back and is now killing him with the exposure he had from Agent Orange aka The B*tch!  Darling Agent Orange called forth the Mortality Monster and said, “Make him suffer from Psoriasis! Make the Psoriatic Arthritis cripple his body slowly!  I order you to slowly destroy this Soldier who thought he got away from my destruction I wrought in the Vietnam War!”  And the Mortality Monster did as he was told.

Many years my Father has fought and suffered with the disease that is slowly crippling his body and mind.  Many years have I watched (alongside my Mother and siblings), the strong, independent, all-powerful military man slowly dwindle into a shadow of his former self.  Many years have I cried with a broken heart after seeing the confusion and defiance in my Father’s eyes as he fights the monster that is afflicting him.  Many years has the Paternal Half fought and beat back the Mortality Monster to continue to live his life he worked so hard to achieve.

Now, The B*tch, AO, has ordered a new disease to destroy my Dad.  Cancer.  More specifically, Prostate Cancer (ironic that the disease that will ultimately beat my Dad shares his initials as well as my own – PC).

Up until now, my Dad’s Urologist has been able to help him live with this Cancer in containment with a certain shot every six months.  But now, the doctor believes my Dad is in the advanced stages of Cancer and will need to start seeing an Oncologist.  This leads to potential tricky situations because Dad cannot have surgery done due to the crippling effect of the Psoriatic Arthritis.

The Psoriatic Arthritis has caused my Dad’s neck to extend and fuse forward in an L shape from his body.  If a doctor wanted to perform any surgeries that required intubation they would have to break his neck.  Results from surgery-at best, paralysis; at worst, death.

Any treatments the Oncologist will want to do will have to be done without surgery.  This is going to be tricky and until we see the Oncologist, we can only ponder how the treatment of Cancer will be addressed with Dad.   

My family and I know we are just starting to witness the final battle my Dad will face against the Mortality Monster and we will fight alongside him until the end.  We ultimately will lose this fight, but 7 of 7 will do some major damage to the monster because NOBODY F*CKS WITH MY PATERNAL HALF!  I will be right by my Dad’s side, covering his six.  I Love You, Dad, you will survive for many years to come if I have anything to say or do about it. 🙂

~4-Ever, P


Posted in Encouragement

Terrorism Shall Not Defeat The World

Stand with Paris“Terrorism has become the systematic weapon of a war that knows no borders or seldom has a face.” ~Jacques Chirac

“Terrorism has once again shown it is prepared deliberately to stop at nothing in creating human victims.  An end must be put to this.  As never before, it is vital to unite forces of the entire world community against terror.” ~Vladimir Putin

“Interest does not tie nations together; it sometimes separates them.  But sympathy and understanding does unite them.” ~Woodrow Wilson

“The terrorists are fighting freedom with all their cunning and cruelty because freedom is their greatest fear – and they should be afraid, because freedom is on the march.” ~George W. Bush

We all have heard about the latest terroristic attacks in Paris, France.  Living through 9/11, my heart is breaking for all those affected in France and any Country that has suffered at the hands of terrorists.  I don’t understand how some person or groups of people can hate so severe, so intense, and so inhumane as to kill innocent people and attack countries.

Hate is a foreign emotion to me.  I have always looked at the best in all situations, no matter how severe.  My inane mindset can only sit in utter shock and sadness at the latest attacks.  I know France will rally as a nation while many other nations, the United States being one, will reach out and give support, love, and comfort.

This is twice I have had to witness and experience mass deaths from terrorists and that is two times too many.  How has this world degenerated so much that a human life is less important than a cause?  How has humanity delved into such a cesspool of hate and selfish mindsets that the wellbeing of others mean nothing?  How can people learn to live with love and understanding to ALL human beings in the world and start working together as one?

My brain refuses to allow this negative experience to change my hope in humanity.  I will not allow terrorism to defeat me, Dear Bloggites!  The World will not allow terrorism to defeat it!  France will rebuild stronger and more united, just as America came together to rebuild and unite after 9/11.

Be Kind to One Another because in the end, we all have to live in this world together.

~4-Ever, P

Posted in Book Review

Book Review: Crow Hollow by Michael Wallace

“There are no Christians in war.” ~Michael Wallace, Crow Hollow

I am not really one for historical novels, so when I come across one that I truly enjoy, it always comes as a surprise Crow Hollow by Michael Wallaceto me. 😀  This book review is about Crow Hollow by Michael Wallace.  This was a book I would not give a second thought to reading except for the fact that it is this month’s book of choice by the book club I am a member of (thank goodness they get me out of my own way).

Crow Hollow is a bit of a historical romance with a twist of intrigue.  I love novels with intrigue.  The story follows James and Prudence on a journey into Indian Territory when the Americas were first created and during the height of the different wars between the settlers and Indians.  The purpose of each character to travel into Indian Territory are completely different.  James works for the King of England and is on a quest to find out what really caused the war between the Indians and settlers at Crow Hollow.  Prudence, or Prudie as James calls her, is determined to find her daughter that was left with the Nipmuk Indians while she was freed by the Indians.

As the two travelers are forced to face harsh weather while on the run from some very bad settlers, they begin to understand each other better.  Prudence is realizing that James is a man who cares deeply for country and countrymen and the betterment of both, while James is learning that Prudie is a woman who has more strength than he ever dreamed she would have.

Michael Wallace did a good job with building up the suspense in the novel, Crow Hollow.  The novel starts off slow and then begins to pick up pace once the travelers leave Boston and begin their journey to the territories.  Crow Hollow is written in the third person voice, which makes me ecstatic, as you, Dear Bloggites, know.

The author did a good job of capturing the essence of the times with the characters and settings throughout the book.  You are not on an emotional roller coaster, but you do find yourself invested in the characters by the end of the book.

Crow Hollow by Michael Wallace is a slow-paced read full of intrigue and a little romance.  The reader will find themselves in anticipation of the next challenge faced by the main characters while wanting the journey to end on a happy note.  You won’t know, unless you read the book, how it actually ended.  Did they both survive?  Did Prudie find her daughter?  Was James able to solve the riddle of what truly happened at Crow Hollow?

I give Crow Hollow by Michael Wallace 4 out of 5 Bookmarks.  If you enjoy intrigue, romance, or historical pieces in your reading material, you will enjoy this book.

Happy Reading, Dear Bloggites!

~4-Ever, P

Posted in Book Review

Book Review: The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George

“Books are more than doctors, of course.  Some novels are loving, lifelong companions; some give you a clip around the ear; others are friends who wrap you in warm towels when you’ve got those autumn blues.  And some…well, some are pink candy floss that tingles in your brain for three seconds and leaves a blissful void.  Like a short, torrid love affair.” ~Jean Perdu (in Nina George’s novel, The Little Paris Bookshop)

Whimsical.  Say it with me, Dear Bloggites, Whimsical.  This one word wraps up the feel of the book, The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George.  I enjoyed the ‘feel’ of this book the entire time I was reading it.  Whimsical describes all aspects of this book, from the cover style of the book to the various characters found within the pages.  The storyline exudes a fun, light-hearted whimsy feel throughout.The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George

I must apologize for being so delayed on my book reviews, Dear Bloggites.  Life tends to get in the way of my chances to read thus delaying my reviews until now.  The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George was the book club’s pick for October, 2015.  One of the ladies in the group picked this book simply because of the name and nothing else, so we book club members did not know what to expect.  The lack of knowledge on the book and the author could have gone two different ways: pleasant surprise or torturous read.

I am glad to announce this book was a pleasant surprise for me.  The storyline is about a man, Jean Perdu, who owns a boat filled with books that he sells to different people after listening to what ails their hearts and minds.  The Literary Apothecary (as Jean Perdu named his boat) is meant to help people deal with life issues they are facing by reading the ‘prescribed’ book suggested to them by Perdu.  Even though Perdu uses his books and boat to help others, he does not take the proverbial medicine he is dishing out.

Jean Perdu had his love of a lifetime walk out on him many years ago with no word as to why she left except for a letter he refused to read…until now.  Once Jean brings himself to read the letter, he decides to set sail to the homeland of his love who left him.  On the journey, he is joined by a reclusive writer and a hot-tempered chef.  Throughout the book, Nina George gives you a nice, descriptive narrative that allows the reader to envision the journey Perdu is on with his unlikely friends.

The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George is a fun, light-hearted read but does drag in some places.  I enjoyed to storyline and style of writing (third person-YaY!) and was able to relate to the various characters in the book.  Although I did not feel like I was 100% invested in each character’s life, I was able to enjoy the different personalities I read about and traveled with throughout the book. 😀

I give The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George 3 out of 5 Bookmarks.  If you enjoy a light-hearted, feel good storyline, this book is for you, Dear Bloggites.

Happy Reading until next time!

~4-Every, P