After a long period of silence on this (for many a reason), I think it only fair that I finally speak up. For anyone who hasn’t read the prior pages through, I went through a divorce just before Christmas of '09. That left me without several ways to do anything related to this project. I remained hopeful though and got few things back on track for myself. I got back to work full time and then got into a lovely relationship (which I am now happily re-married). However, my victory of working full time was short lived as my former place was quite dependent on the local economy being in good order. So, at the end of 2012 I had to make a choice ; continue to play “on-again, off-again” with my “job” as I had done for almost 10 years or then go for broke and change my profession. So, I went for broke…no use crying myself to sleep over a job that could only exist when economies were good and people wanted to spend. I decided I’d become a nurse, having no clue how I’d manage to do that in a foreign language (for those who don’t know me more personally, I live in another country than the one I was born in).
So, I cracked down hard and pulled off a miracle. In a mere 8 months, I went to a language course which improved my language skills just enough to get accepted to a nursing assistant education while being able to at the same time get myself some on the job experience through the local labor force at a home for the elderly and within 9 months after that completing the education and getting the assistant’s degree as well as being accepted to continue on for the full nursing degree. I also managed to land myself a personal assistant’s job with a private client with a disability and on top of all this…take care of my daily life with my wife and now two children. So it was the fall of '14 that I began to notice that something was off, and by March of '15 after an anxiety attack during a rather mundane outing…I was diagnosed with depression. Shortly said, I’ve always been one to take responsibility VERY seriously and as often as I could and it had finally piled up. So my education towards the full nursing degree had to be put on hold and I (thankfully) got myself the help to clean up the mess my depression made.
I find myself here writing this not because I have to, only because I feel that those who did sacrifice to contribute should hear why this project has been on hold for so long. I wish I could get it done by tomorrow…however, that is not the reality I face at the moment. Perhaps I can eventually take some time and go through again what I have…scans, clips and whatnot and assess the true status. Once I do, I will let it be known here. Please understand if it doesn’t happen any sooner than it does. My life has to be complete before the project can be complete.