I am a middle-aged father of two and a divorced husband. I have worked in construction/carpentry for all of my life, it’s just about the only thing I am good at in life. I have failed as a father and I couldn’t help that my wife left me, she just wanted a different piece of meat for some reason. I have no reason why I ever wanted to marry her in the first place. The only reason I don’t regret marrying her is because then I probably wouldn’t have my two sons. They are my pride and joy! I could not live without them in my life, which I don’t think I could not see them anymore than I do already. All I ever wanted in my life was to have at least one son that I could raise and watch become a man, but I was blessed with a second one too. For the
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I would be admitted into the University of Virginia Hospital in the year of 2006 and was told I would probably be in there for a while if I even lived through it. I thought it would be easy because I had been a fighter my whole life, like I never let anything ever beat me, but when they started doing surgeries it got bad. That was the only time in my life that I had ever thought about giving up and just letting it kill me. Time goes on and …show more content…
Once he got on that dirt bike, it was almost unmanageable to get him to put it in the shed for the night. He loved that thing and rode it every day after school with his brother on his four wheeler and the neighbor boy would even ride his with them. His name was Austin Price and he had just gotten his too. They rode all over the streets and all in our fields for as long as I can remember. But I guess all good things must come to an end, my old boss had heard that I was no longer in the hospital and able to work again. He called me soon after and asked if I wanted my old job back, and I told him of course I do, after all that’s all I knew how to do and the way my wife was spending that back-pay check, I was going to need to get a job soon anyways to support my family. We moved back to Roane County, West Virginia and at that time my youngest son was 8 years old and my oldest had just turned 10. They were enrolled back in the school they used to go to and did good, but after being in the hospital for so long, I wasn’t doing so well when it came to my job. I knew what I was doing but I didn’t feel right. I felt the way I did before surgery in the hospital for some reason, and I noticed when I looked at my stomach there was something protruding from it, but I wasn’t certain of what it was. I immediately go to the doctor in Roane County, and they told me that I had a hernia. This was the second hernia in
I would be admitted into the University of Virginia Hospital in the year of 2006 and was told I would probably be in there for a while if I even lived through it. I thought it would be easy because I had been a fighter my whole life, like I never let anything ever beat me, but when they started doing surgeries it got bad. That was the only time in my life that I had ever thought about giving up and just letting it kill me. Time goes on and …show more content…
Once he got on that dirt bike, it was almost unmanageable to get him to put it in the shed for the night. He loved that thing and rode it every day after school with his brother on his four wheeler and the neighbor boy would even ride his with them. His name was Austin Price and he had just gotten his too. They rode all over the streets and all in our fields for as long as I can remember. But I guess all good things must come to an end, my old boss had heard that I was no longer in the hospital and able to work again. He called me soon after and asked if I wanted my old job back, and I told him of course I do, after all that’s all I knew how to do and the way my wife was spending that back-pay check, I was going to need to get a job soon anyways to support my family. We moved back to Roane County, West Virginia and at that time my youngest son was 8 years old and my oldest had just turned 10. They were enrolled back in the school they used to go to and did good, but after being in the hospital for so long, I wasn’t doing so well when it came to my job. I knew what I was doing but I didn’t feel right. I felt the way I did before surgery in the hospital for some reason, and I noticed when I looked at my stomach there was something protruding from it, but I wasn’t certain of what it was. I immediately go to the doctor in Roane County, and they told me that I had a hernia. This was the second hernia in