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Update 8.12.15

I finally got around to doing a small post at my other blog (scriptureliving.blogspot.com) as a first attempt at getting back to that which I have loved so much and which has benefited me enormously in the past.

As summer wears on, much has transpired. My boss is very ill and not getting better. The prognosis isn't good, but I find that it is not right to rule anything out. After all, I serve a God of miracles who can do whatever He sees fit. This situation has lent itself to a frustrating time at work with calls on the weekend to handle things that I sometimes have little to no knowledge about. I don't like being a department of 1. It has, however, been a learning experience! Really, it's not all about me and I don't want to make it that. My fear is that something bad is going to have to happen before they wake up and take steps to create an actual support department (like we used to have). Don't get me wrong: I love the place and many of the people I work with. If I didn't, I would not be in my 21st year of employment there. In fact, I can't think of a place I would rather work at this point in my life-- unless I decide to go into business for myself some day.

My wife continues to wait for something to happen with the insurance company so she can get the much-needed medical treatment necessary to recover from her work-related injuries. Considering the way she has been treated by the worker's comp insurance company handling her claim (in my opinion their actions have been despicable), it's hard not be angry and resentful over all of it. Fortunately, we believe it will be resolved soon (but she will take the cautious and patient approach). She just wants to get on with her life in whatever career field she finds herself in. She really loves what she was doing and would love to go back to it, but things don't seem to be very hopeful with that.

Anyway, life continues to be good. the grandchildren are growing up before our very eyes at what feels like "warp speed." Does that mean we are aging at warp speed? I hope not!

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