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Photography from walk on Fidalgo Bay
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Photography at midnight taken in Anacortes, WA of the runners statue. Copyright © by Todd J. Jumper aka Toddimus Design. All rights reserved. My artwork may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published or uploaded in any way without my written permission. [Visit my Web Site] [Follow on Facebook] [Twitter] [Instagram] [Curioos Store] [RedBubble Store]
Weight Loss Journey
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I've decided I am going to start blogging my weight loss progress. I have tried over the past few years and struggled with ups and down, some depression here and there and which caused me to gain weight very quickly within the past 5-6 years. I would say a major contributor to it, was undiagnosed severe sleep apnea, which was not only obstructive but in my brain as well, maybe since I was a child. A few years back I was starting to pass out and go unconscious during the day. Around that time I lost some very loved people in my life, my uncle passed suddenly. My dad then suddenly as well in his sleep. I had also felt very lonely moving 3000 miles away from my friends back east to be near my kids that my ex wife brought to Washington. I made very hard choices to leave certain people behind and a lot of sacrifice.. when I realized I was not happy.. I started gaining weight, health problems, high blood pressure, tired and sick all the time. Back i...
Lights over the Sound
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(The attached photos are not mine, but very close to what I saw, same color orange and same formations) Tonite I had a possible UFO experience but no camera on me to back it up. Driving home to Anacortes, WA, looking south toward Camano island on the puget sound over the water. Having just left the Stanwood area, passing through the village of Conway, on Fir Island road, looking over the Skagit Bay. (note there are small airports and an Naval Air base to the NorthWest nearby on Oak Harbor) Anyway it was dark and I had this feeling. I looked over to my left and saw two bright orange lights appear in the sky. Thinking not much of it since I always see planes in that direction coming at me. Then a third orange light appeared. Again thinking these are just possibly commercial flights coming in. As I tried to drive and watch at same time, the three bright lights lined up perfectly together. I then thought "hmm. this is looking more like possible flares." Su...
THE GHOSTS THAT HAUNT ME - Uncle Scott
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In a previous chapter I introduced my uncle Scott, who I believe was there to help escort my father to the other side when he passed. Uncle Scott was a simple man, enjoyed the simple pleasures of life, music, women, drinking and good times. He had a troubled youth and into adult hood. It seemed his whole life was a battle, but he was always one to smile, crack jokes and always laughing. One of his hardest battles was drug addiction in later years that almost took his life several times. He always overcame his problems and faced them head on, and while I know he struggled inside with inner demons, rarely did he make that side of himself shown. Scott worked hard, loved family, and would do anything for friends and family. At the end of his life it seemed he had finally got things right. He had a home he owned, a good job, a truck and a motorcycle he loved, and while he had no children of his own, was a loving father figure to his girlfriends little girl and though...
THE GHOSTS THAT HAUNT ME - Contacting Dad through Music
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As I jump ahead to more recent times, a lot of life changes have come my way over the past 4 years. One major life experience was losing my father in September of 2012. My father Richard, had passed away in his sleep due to complications from ongoing heart disease. I had just recently moved 3,000 miles from the east coast to the west coast to the state of Washington. My father had suffered for many years toward the end of his life, very severe depression, and on occasions had actually attempted suicide. At times he would just sit and stare at the walls, as if his normal self was not present in his body. When he was well, he was jovial, witty, liked to joke around, would talk your ear off and tell strangers on the street his entire life story if they allowed it. Surprisingly a month before he died, he called me out of the blue for my birthday. He was back to his old self, joking with me on the phone and we had made plans for him to possibly move out west and li...