The post that I just published was written due to a few reasons. Over the past year my life has taken an interesting and unexpected jurney. Wednesday will be one year to the day from when I first went to the hospital the first time. As a result of that and what followed the communities that I was able to be a part of dirrectly in a physical sense changed. It lead me to move back to a place I had not planned on returning to. At times I have felt alone as I have limited means of transportation. The past few months this has become even more so. First the transmission on the van started to go, thus reducing us to one car. With only one it became a bit ahrder for me to get out and about when and where I wanted to. The on the First Sunday of March, the car started to die. For the past month we have been ussing just the van. But do to the transmission problems my Dad does not feel entirely comfertabl taking it long distances, or letting others drive it (me) in case something happeneds. (Plus it is getting less mpg than normall, thus more expensive to go longer distances). Thus I have not been able to get out much at all, except when my parents go somewhere that I want to go. I have not been able to go up to TCC for church on Sundays since then nor my wed night discussion group. Thus my activity that I have been use to, the events that I am use to doing has been restricted and limited in scope to almost nothing. In the next week or two though we should have the van’s transmission fixed and depending on where we are after that may also be getting a truck to replace the car and thus be back to two vechicles. Then I can start getting back into doing things once again.
Peace
— Lyle II