I use to work days so long that I would forget what day it was, as I found myself, sometimes 48 hours straight, nonstop and working. It was so bad that I would have a dorm room at the university I worked for, set aside, so that I could sleep two or three hours and start all over again. I spent many years working like that and I realize that I was as much of an issue in my marriages, that they were. I had become the typical farmer to city conversion and almost died from that conversion. My family did die (rhetorically) from that conversion…
So today over that wonderful cup of coffee, I was thinking about how last night I sat here and sewed up my favorite, worn out and decrepit jeans. I just love them too much and even as they start to unravel, I am stitching them back together by hand. Now if you understood that I cannot sew, then you would realize that I am losing the battle…
That thinking’s of sewing up jeans, has resulted in this post…
A post about “Life!”
I had 11 suits of medium quality material and I had 11 suits of expensive material. Each suit had a shirt, tie and belt to match. In all I had 22 suits to wear. The lessor quality were for hands on work and as expected the high quality for the effect. Why I even had a William Fioravanti Bespoke made suit. It ran me $10,000 and it actually really paid for itself…
That was my life and I had gone from farmer’s overalls to Italian suits…
Then my thinking went to my Volga out back of the flats we live in. It is the best car I have ever owned and I have owned some of the best. One that comes to mind is a Cadillac that I had. I lived the life in a $10,000 suit and a 2004 Cadillac CTS-V…
That car could move and it helped me to move some contracts, to pay for itself in less than 6 months…
Then I had heart attacks (6 exactly) and life changed and the story can be found amongst the pages of this website, that you are on right now. I realize that I made the right decision to come to Russia and maybe, just maybe, I will live another 20 years, because of that move… (Maybe not!)
The main thing is that while I can buy new jeans every month if I wanted too. I could buy a fancy car if I wanted too. I could wear expensive suits, if it fancied me. But I have found happiness and that happiness does not have a tie, car or money attached to it and I hope to heaven that I never have to put on those things again…
I enjoyed sewing up my jeans and that simple pleasure was not in my life many years ago. Just like a good woman was not in my life for my whole time in the U.S. My life was chaotic and crushing in America, like it is for so many, just like me in America…
Oh I still have heart issues and they rear their ugly heads at the worst times. I spend many days now, struggling to survive and I spend many days in serious pain. The one and only factor that has kept me from leaving this planet, is a certain girl (Sveta) who cares about me more than life itself. She has shown me life and what the meaning of life is. She has stood by me for almost 9 years now and I still remember when I had my last heart attack and she would talk to me on the phone, as I was in the hospital. She was half way around the world and still took the time to find out if I was alive and what could she do to help…
That is the help she gave (talking to me on the phone) as I spent many days in Intensive care and no one cared if I lived or died. Then I found someone in Russia that cared and she even traveled to America to see me and that is when the magic happened. A man who had the world by the tail at one time and was now broke by life in the west and the pressures of the western world, found someone who cared in Russia. That was the work of God and that is that…
I came to Russia and found “What Life is About!”
Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…