GenX, Louisiana native, insurance agent, gamer Dad, amateur photography, moon enthusiast. I follow back. I love it here!
#nostr since 3/13/2024. 🥳
🩶 Dad's story ended 10-27-2025: #humuhumunukunukuāpuaʻa
The longest lapse period of the National Flood Insurance Program (NFIP) was in June of 2010, when it was estimated that over 1,400 home sales were canceled or delayed each day during a roughly 30-day freeze. This significant interruption highlighted the program's critical role in the housing market, especially in flood-prone areas.
How long will it last this time?
Take a wild guess ... 😜
Tonight, Dad looked at me frightened, said my name and asked me to help. We held hands and talked until he calmed down.
The feeling of not being able to stop this cancer, despite all out efforts, pains me immensely. I just keep telling myself that we will make him as comfortable as we can when he comes home.
Medicare is a cluster fuck, and the VA is slower than sloths and worthless. "Hey young men, come fight for your county and Uncle Sam will take care of you." Horseshit! Young men should tell their recruiters to wait wile they chase their careers, raise their children, and then serving will be considered.
Dad served in the Army, reinlisted in the USAF, and then became a reservist. He served, and served some more. He traveled the world, brought home stories and souvenirs. Never did he complain about serving, not once. We snuck him some homemade rum balls in a Christmas tin. He and the fellas enjoyed them. The warthog was their baby.
Although he is still here, the grieving process started late August. I suppressed it when it comes. Sometimes I can't help it while other times I fight it. I can't do it yet. There is still work to do for him and Mom.
Be strong 💪🏼 and shine your ✨️. In the meantime, anger festers, mainly at insurance and the VA. Angels do exist. We've seen some mountains move, just not the mountain in his head.