Fighting on my own

I don’t talk about it much, but one of the hardest parts of dealing with everything I have going on is the fact that my family isn’t here with me.

I live in Fort Wayne, IN, and the rest of my family lives about 250 miles away, in Louisville, KY.  I do have my girlfriend, April, and her parents here, but aside from them, I’m pretty much on my own up here.

It’s hard to be going through some of the hardest things I’ve ever faced, and not having my mother and sister, grandmother, aunt and uncle here to help me along.  Grant it, there’s not much they can really do, but it’d be nice if they were closer.

I know some people would ask “why don’t you move back to Louisville to be closer to them?”

Well, April and I have been together for 7 years.  No way am I moving away from her.  Secondly, I have a good, well paying job, with Health Insurance as a benefit.  And with all the problems I have now, I can’t afford to walk away from that benefit.  Top that with the fact that no other insurance company is going to accept me with the pre-existing conditions I have, and well, I’m kind of stuck.  It’s really a nasty double edged sword.

I firmly believe in the line that comedian Ron White used.  “If life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade, and try to find someone whose life has given them vodka, and have a party.”

That’s exactly what I’m trying to do.