Tom's Journal...

6/1/99

I finally got up the courage to write Richard Bach. I don't know if what I wrote made sense, but it is something I have wanted to do since shortly after I quit drinking, now, almost 15 years ago...

The past week or so has been [for me] a trial. As I have indicated with my "new life" I am saddled with not only learning how to consistantly cook, shower, grocery shop, dress <heh!><wink> be "social" and make friends, learn how to navigate my truck-none of these things are difficult for most people... some day they will not be difficult for me either! <g>

I put my kayak back on top of my truck and hope to get it out sometime next week to actually do a self rescue... I've got to do one before I will risk taking my boat into the ocean again, and I do want to do that... Probably Gig Harbor....

One thing I have not said before is that there were actually TWO things I did in coma. One, as I said was to go kayaking, but for a brief time I found myself out on a sand dune learning how to, of all things, Hang Glide-and the Bachs were there...

I kept this to myself for a long time, I saw no real reason to let others know about that... How could a fella with brain damage learn how to fly for heavens sake, and then I see my bird icons, and remember dreams I had as a boy...

I don't know if I ever will be able to follow that dream... but my life has changed so darn much in the past year or two...

There's another page of this entry if you've a mind to read further...