As he searched for treasure in and around the boulders and gravel I found GOLD in a
friendship with Marie.
There may have been 3 vehicles parked in the shade along this stretch of route 112
but the woman in both made their way over to say hello and to say h to JT.
This part of the story will focus on Marie. She said she was from MA in an area I used to go to once a
day, in my Big Rig.
I was siting in a chair throwing sticks or a frisbee to JT and told her about my back and she said she
knew my pain.
In fact today was the first time she had left the home with her husband for fun in 8 years. She had been
hurt in an accident at work, boy could we relate.
We talked and talked and tears flowed from both of us.
We knew each others pain.
She saw me as strong . It was not till we spoke she knew I too, had been broken.
She has to go through exactly what I had gone through for 10 years. Marie was now
into her 8th year of hell. I told her to hang on it would soon be over.
It is what they do to hard workers who get hurt and go after them for damages.
They want us to give up and God knows I came close more than once.
She has to fight for disability. I told her how. I asked her to please just not to give up.
After hugging her and telling her it would be OK my mate saw us crying and said
“Do you know each other?” he was smiling as this happens so much he is used to it.
Marie told him I was so special and he smiled again and said he knew. He also told her
this happens to me a lot now that I have started to really LIVE my life again. I am glad
it is with him.
So I let Marie know how to reach me. I do not know if she will but one thing I am sure of
is the fact she left that river’s edge a little stronger inside. She needed to meet someone who had gone
through the pain and depression and had come out the other side. Yes battered and bruised but no
longer busted and broken. I refused the drugs finally and am finally Living and Lovin (the name of my
BLOG,lol)
For all of you fighting the fight please do fight for your life. It is worth it.
Peace & Love
Folsom Mill Studio 
It is so very nice to make your acquaintance, Eunice. And thank you for the like and the follow. In 1971 an auto accident changed my world. Funny how this blog-us-sphere can connect souls that otherwise would have never collided. Glad you are telling your story, Nikki
Eunice, I’d like to follow your blog, but I don’t see that option. Can you please direct me? Thanks, Nikki
http://nutsfortreasure.wordpress.com
I knew Me and Marie were not alone on this huge planet full of businesses who could care less or of the insurance companies for that matter. We need to help our fellow man(or woman)lol when they are down and we know the way we need to reach out it is why we have both brains and hearts 🙂 I hope you feel OK can you follow yet? I usually write about sappy happy stuff I was on a roll it seems this morning. Glad you too understood. Well not glad you were hurt