[Magdalen] Prayer request for bereaved friend.

Jay Weigel jay.weigel at gmail.com
Tue Oct 7 07:17:01 PDT 2014


Prayers rising. The poor woman sounds like a major candidate for the
Al-Anon sisterhood, sure enough! Police PTSD is no different from military
PTSD; indeed it's thought to be the same disorder, and alcoholism is often
a major part of it.

On Tue, Oct 7, 2014 at 12:57 AM, Lynn Ronkainen <ichthys89 at comcast.net>
wrote:

> prayers rising over Houston....
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> When I stand before God at the end of my life I would hope that I have not
> a single bit of talent left and could say, "I used everything You gave me."
> attributed to Erma Bombeck
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> Thomas Merton writes, “People may spend their whole lives climbing the
> ladder of success only to find, once they reach the top, that the ladder is
> leaning against the wrong wall.”
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> From: "M J [Mike] Logsdon" <mjl at ix.netcom.com>
> Sent: Monday, October 06, 2014 11:47 PM
> To: "Pub Comma The" <magdalen at herberthouse.org>
> Subject: [Magdalen] Prayer request for bereaved friend.
>
>
>  The other day I posted this within a larger post:
>>
>>  I came back to my desk and listened to my voicemail.  One was from
>>>>> (after I'd figured it out) the old high school friend who'd broke my heart
>>>>> a couple years ago.  That was, to put it mildly, another shock to the
>>>>> system.  (More info later.)<<<
>>>>>
>>>>
>> She is now living in Salinas, and two Sundays ago her would-be 5th
>> husband died of police force PTSD (apparently a version that doesn't get
>> much news coverage) complicated with alcoholism.  She's a nurse, and is on
>> leave this week in addition to last week, and for a variety of reasons
>> isn't doing well.  Her call to me on Friday was a reaching-out to what felt
>> to her like her last friend.  Though, as I jokingly say, she's related to a
>> large segment of Salinas due to early parental divorce and multiple
>> re-marriages with several children each time, she felt that in spite of our
>> (by now) years of on-again off-again connectivity, I'm a decent enough
>> fellow, with a deep enough childhood connection (we were born in the same
>> maternity ward, just three weeks apart, and I grew up just two houses down
>> from her paternal grandparents), to trust to still be a friend.  I, indeed,
>> am.  A much wiser one by now, but one nonetheless.  She's doing as well as
>> can be imagined, with two adopted children (nieces), and various fiance
>> family coming and going.  Her two daughters and two grandchildren are in
>> New England somewhere, and they of course want the Matriarch to come to
>> live in their world.  I fully expect her to.  Unless the unexpected finally
>> happens, and she decides to hang around Home Town and piddle around with
>> weird ol' Mike.  Hey, I can't be anything but honest. But the good news is
>> that if (when) she decides to bolt, I'll be able to wave bye to her, while
>> holding a sign that says "Don't Go!"
>>
>> Hee hee.
>>
>> But please pray.  She isn't being allowed adequate grieving space, for
>> sure.  Thanks.
>> _________________________________________
>> "O perplexed discomposition, O riddling
>> distemper, O miserable condition of man!"
>> - The Rev Mr John Donne
>> (in a not-so-chipper moment)
>>
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