Destined Reading

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At week 40 of the 48 week Interferon treatment, my wife had had enough of my mood swings and illness. She told me she was leaving, filing for divorce, and never wanted to talk to me again. Now I can't say I really blame her, and as it turns out, I should find her and thank her for leaving me. But lets not get ahead of ourselves... Her decision came after nearly 30 weeks of me puking, crying and whining like a baby, being unable sleep well, to work, or help with finances, and taking out my frustrations on her. I'm no fun when I'm sick. Well, she told me on a Wednesday, and on that Friday she went away for the weekend with a man she had just met, leaving me at home alone. My family were all busy at that time, but I had a good relationship with my mother in-law, and she came to stay with me the next week. She cooked, consoled and cared for me for the next two weeks. Now I've always

thought of her as kind of strange. She believes in all kind of mystical mumbo jumbo, smokes pot, has been married umpteen times, but overall she is a good person. She was keeping my spirits as high as she could, and convinced me to sell the guns I owned. (We both kind of suspected her daughter wanted me to make good my suicidal threats) One day I asked her about some meditation she practiced, and I got quite interested in it. She suggested that we go to the public library and get some books that would help explain some of the finer details. Since the library was only a five minute drive, I took the opportunity to get out of the house. We got to the library and tried using their system to find some books on Qi Gong... but found nothing. Slightly frustrated, and beginning to get tired, I asked a young man working there if he could help. When I told him what I was looking for, he just pointed to one large aisle, and

said, " If we have what you're looking for, you'll find it in there." Joanne, my mother in-law said, "Gee! Isn't he the helpful guy? There are only ten thousand books in there." But since I thought that Qi Gong might help me get better sleep, control my emotions, and ultimately improve my chances for completing the therapy successfully, we continued only slightly daunted. Joanne said she would take the left side, and I should look on the right. As we turned into the aisle I imediately noticed one book on my side that was out of place. (I'm kind of anal) Most of the books were pushed in to about the same depth, but one book, at my eye level, and I'm more than six feet, was left pulled out so far it looked like it might fall. So, being a bit anal, I decided before I look for my book I will just push that one book in so things look more uniform. As I touched the book I glimpsed the title, Peace, Love and Healing. I thought to myself, "Self, this

is what you are trying to achieve." So I pulled it down and opened it. On the inside cover this copy had been autographed by Bernie and dedicated to some woman with the same name as my wife, Lorene. I think dear readers that you will agree that Lorene is not a very common name. I was so stricken by this "coincidence" that I didn't look any further. I said, "Mom, the book I need found me." That night I slept very well, and the next days were much better. You can't imagine how reading this book changed my attitude. But you can certainly now understand at least in part, why I believe in fate. Eat well, sleep well, be well!

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