lasseter wrote:As I sit here typing this tonight, I find myself alone again.
Pops wrote: My loving wife however does become lonely down on the farm, even with my scintillating companionship, amazingly enough. And that has prompted us lately to begin rethinking our situation. I own what is for me the perfect homestead and I could never reproduce in the west if I were to lose my senses and decide to return and (I'd have a hard time replicating it here for that matter). But we're going to make some type of move soon I believe.
SeaGypsy wrote:Nice blurb Lasseter. Got some connection to the center?- I grew up in Alice,
Good old dieoff.org hey! Join the club- pretty sure we are all well familiar here. A great one to refer the excessively cornucopian who show up from time to time.
I guess you are familiar with the application of Kubler-Ross 5 stages of grief in application to peak oil, (your post suggests quite a mature perspective to my view)
Ibon wrote: . . .If either of my daughters has a child (If you read the OP on advising millenials you know I am advising them not to) I fear my wife will be on the next plane to be with them. In the end this might be the solution, that she divides her time between here and with our daughters.
Anyway, thanks for your post, my wife felt a digital sisterhood with your wife...... let her know that....
Pops wrote:
So 10 years ago we moved from the vicinity of masses of people on the US West Coast to the center of the country. The trade was one of earning less than in the population grinder out west but because of a lower cost of living, much less need, to earn so potentially more independence.
Then 5 years ago I developed type I diabetes, which is not a big deal at 51 with modern drugs
So now, a dozen years later I find myself much more sanguine about the world and it's direction even though decline actually looks more real and imminent than ever. ..
I sympathize with your loneliness, I would miss my wife terribly (although I get along fine without most other folks, LOL). ..
So yeah, things change and I've always worried about getting caught out. But I need to remember that if all I do is keep my ear to the ground, eye on the horizon, nose to the grindstone and finger in the wind, I'll be in no position to smell the roses.
Good luck and welcome.
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