Bond, Vaga Bond

Bond, Vaga Bond

Doctors sent me home Thursday evening. According to nurses and staff I had reached all of the items on the ready-to-go-home checklist very quickly.

Now, begins the challenging part.

There is a severe pain in my ribcage when I cough or move. Now, I will let you in on a little secret, I cough all day.

Thank you all of your thoughts and prayers. They are appreciated.

Will be gone a while.

I hope you are all doing your best to stay safe, well, and smiling.

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the recovery begins…..

No one does not.

the recovery begins…..

Still here folks. And out of ICU.

Now, let me tell you. There were two nurses in ICU. They weren’t nurses, they were bombshells like those Victoria’s Secret models. They had tubes in my mouth so I couldn’t speak. Ever tried to flirt with tubes in your mouth?

Oh, the frustration. 😡

Life just keeps kicking me in the……. ⚽️🏀

On a different note, my heart will go on…..

Queue in Celine Dion……

from my heart to yours

from my heart to yours

With everything prepared for my sudden surgery, I spent my Sunday answering 300 comments and reconnecting with all of you. Thank you for keeping me occupied.

Back in November, I started this struggle with my heart. For years, I consumed pain killers which were not FDA approved.

Now, I am paying the price. I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me. I did this to myself. I only mention it so no one makes my same mistake.

My surgery (double bypass) is on Monday at 7:00 AM

From my heart to yours, a warm eternal thank you.

Never would have survived without you.

Life is what happens…..

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans. — John Lennon

Life is what happens…..

Monday of last week, I posted my first poem in two months (who am i). At that moment, I was feeling good, strong, and my recovery was going well. I knew I had open heart surgery on the horizon (Sept or Oct), but things were positive.

Then, my blood pressure dropped to dangerous levels.

This week, doctors have run more tests. They confirmed two arteries in my heart are deteriorating faster than they first suspected (one being the widow maker).

We are scrambling to get insurance approval, chest X-ray, EKG, carotid ultrasound, vein mapping, COVID test, and a meeting with an anesthesia team all complete.

I will do my best to answer all comments and read as many blogs as time permits.

This most likely will be my last post for a while.

Be happy. Stay inspired.

On a different note, I have updated The Man Behind The Blog. Please, feel free to drop a note there.

allégro

allégro

dancing are rays of moonlight
on the ocean
dancing are your verses
upon my skin
goosebumps slowly transform
into prima ballerinas
dancing an eternal allégro
a pirouette of white plumes
stirring me with passion
tickling every crevice
in my soul

dancing leaf

dancing leaf

a dry leaf dances
when the cool wind
drags and pushes her away
reminiscent of the fashion
you discard my love
for every time we get close
‘til our souls are almost one
you become a gentle breeze
softly caressing my heart
then, you’re gone

who am i

Be gentle people, it has been two months since I attempted to write poetry. There is plenty of rust.

who am i

who are you
her reflection sighs
fogging the mirror
before I can steal a kiss

who am I
the mist dissipates
revealing a garden forgotten
a mirror image of me
two flowers of dark love
sowed in solitude

I soil my face with jasmines
her scent whispers to me
you are my soul
I am the air that you breathe

making new friends

making new friends

Everyday during my early morning and evening walks, I have been making new friends.

I get plenty of these guys everyday.

This tiny frog was less than an inch long.

Then, there was this adorable rabbit.

Every thing was fine until this guy showed up. I am a city boy and unaccustomed to these creatures.

Then, I started feeling all Crocodile Dundee, when this guy stuck his head up every time I passed.

I really shouldn’t complain. Two weeks ago, a family in Tampa found this visitor at their door early one morning.

I am doing well. Staying safe. Getting exercise and following a healthy diet.

Take good care of yourself. Be safe.

Poetry and open comments on Monday.

introspection

introspection

Why does a man choose to walk a path alone, when he has so many friends willing to walk alongside him?

It would be easy for me to say, after my parents passed, I found myself alone in the world. With no siblings, aunts, uncles, or cousins, life forced me into this life of seclusion. But I know this isn’t true.

Yet, every time I find myself in desperate need of companionship and support, I find myself retreating into the comfort of my lonely shell.

To all my friends who have been reaching out to me, I am so sorry for the delay in my responses. It is not a rejection. It is an automatic defense mechanism, probably an unhealthy one, that gets me through these tough moments in life.

It is something I need to conquer if I ever expect to share my life with someone. After all, love is about sharing the smiles, sunsets, as well as the pain.

Drew

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10,000 followers

10,000 followers

Hello. I never mention these milestones, but this time I felt I should.

First, I would like to thank the three men that are following me. Never would have achieved this without you. ONLY KIDDING.

I find this achievement remarkable because after two weeks of blogging, I only had one follower Eye-Dancers. By the end of my first full month, I picked up a second follower Carrie Rubin. Thanks to them for their early encouragement.

I have been lucky to make amazing friends who have been with me since the beginning of this incredible journey. Sweet and supportive Aruna @ Roseyevening, a special writer and funny friend John at FictionFavorites, the only blogger I refer to as my sister Diane at LadiesWhoLunchReviews , and a very special gentleman across the pond Derrick at DerrickJKnight.

This post wouldn’t be possible without the generous support of friends who reblogged my work and introduced me to so many wonderful people. John at ByTheMightyMumford, Chuck at TheReluctantPoet, John at JohnCoyote, Jack at HaveWeHadHelp, and Ian at AceNewsServices. They have all played a great part in my success.

When I started blogging, this corner was dedicated to novel and screen writing and humor. Then, I started reading poetry…..

Sadly, the poets that inspired me to start writing poetry are gone and only one remains. Let me tell you, she inspires me today just as she did four and a half years ago. Her work remains fresh, brilliant, and inspiring. Please stop by and visit Holly at HouseofHeart. She may kill me for this, but Holly is the only blogger who ever inspired me to write about her hair TheBeautifulRedhead.

I would like to thank you for your support, friendship, and the laughs. It has been an unforgettable journey. Hopefully, you will stay with me as I continue my trek to publication, dare I say, and find love along the way.

The Lonely Author

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