TODAY YOU GET CUT AND PASTES I WANT TO TRY AND FIND DAVID AND DUSTIN...
HELLO CARLENE,
EVERY DAY WITH IVY SEEMS TO AMAZE BOTH DREW AND I. THE OTHER NIGHT I WAS PETTING HER ON THE FLOOR WHILE SHE WAY LAYING ON HER FLUFFIES. IT WAS ALMOST LIKE SHE SENSED I COULDN'T REACH THE COFFEE TABLE TO GET MYSELF UP AND SHE WAS IN FRONT OF ME LIKE A FLASH OF LLIGHT. I USED HER TO BRACE MYSELF AND GET MYSELF UP.
LAST NIGHT, WE WERE PUTTING HER NEW KURANDA BED TOGETHER AND I WAS ON THE FLOOR HELPING DREW. ALL OF A SUDDER, IVY WAS THERE, SO INSTINCTIVELY KNOWING THAT I COULDN'T GET MYSELF UP. AGAIN, SHE WAS THERE FOR ME TO BRACE.
TONITE, SOMETHING FELL IN THE BACK OF THE SOFA AND I HAD TO REACH DOWN TO GET IT AND SUBSEQUENTLY FELL. SHE RACED FROM THE KITCHEN TO THE LIVING ROOM TO HELP. HER INSTINCTS WHEN SOMETHING GOES WRONG WITH ME IS NOTHING SHORT OF REMARKABLE.
IN JUST ONE WEEK, SHE HAS MADE SUCH AN INCREDIBLE IMPACT ON MY EVERY DAY LIFE. THERE ARE NO WORDS I CAN SAY TO THANK YOU AND THE SDP STAFF.
LIFE IS GOOD AND GETTING BETTER FOR ME EVERYDAY.
I ALSO BOUGHT HER A NEW KURANDA WHICH WE PUT TOGETHER LAST EVENING. I GUESS SHE STILL LIKES THE KING SIZE BED BETTER. PICTURE ATTACHED.
HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A GREAT THANKSGIVING. I AM THANKFUL THIS THANKSGIVING FOR IVY AND SDP FOR GIVING ME MY LIFE BACK.
HUGS TO BAILEY PLEASE!!!
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LIKE MAYBBE WE SHOULD GO GET HIM--- I WILL GET ON THE PROJECT.
David Chevalier
5 hours ago near Goshen, MA via mobile
There was a time I should have stood tall,
Gazing back at it now, I had it all
A beautiful wife
Five kids by our side
A loving family,
Our own place to reside
Thoughts from the war, still burning so deep
Periods of detachment left for time to keep
Trapped in my mind was where I remained
The resolve of my company rapidly drained
Now I travel a path, a crooked lonesome line
Caught in between what was once all mine
A loyal dog at my side is all I have left
God put him here to continue my test
Life isn't over but living has passed
Pondering now just how long this can last
Speculation of friends who's faces have changed
Their words echo loudly, foreign and strange
The smiles and laughter, once intoxicating
Now burn from inside, mockingly nauseating
Lost in a place, I know all too well
Determining whether this is Heaven or Hell
Living alone, yet feeling surrounded
Dropped to the mat and still being pounded
I once was fierce, now just a clown
A feather without effort, could pummel me down
I wake in the night, if I sleep at all
I ran like a champion, now barely can crawl
My days are spent packing all their belongings
While wanting them here is what I am longing
With each parcel placed, my best parts are erased
Consumed from within leaving a bitter taste
I've longed for them back but away they are better
But one thing to know is I'll Love them Forever
Pictures of us, I can't recall being there
The story looked beautiful, as deeply I stare
My pillows freshly moistened, from tears I still shed
My companion and I, with room on our bed
Still searching for Faith in something that's pure
Withering away, yet determined to endure
Somewhere deep inside, this broken soldier forward presses
Struggling to overcome life's standard digresses
Time once stolen, will be taken back
A grunt never forgets how and when to attack
Without weapons these opponents I soon will engage
But with love and reason, setting aside all the rage
