Home Forums Hunting & Shooting Hunter's Campfire Ever get to the point where not much matters

The age old question of what's it all about has been turning over and over in my mind lately.

My wife had a second heart attack a couple of days ago. Very scary and stressful for her and me. It was mild this time and she is doing good at present. Very small vein too small to fix. Thank God she is still with me.

On top of that I had a serious spell while sitting next to her in the hospital. Room started spinning, like 100mph, sweating like I was in a pouring rain, vomiting, could not stand up and kept my eyes closed because the spinning was so disorienting. As luck would have it, no better place for that to happen than a hospital. Two IVs bags of electrolytes later the spinning stopped and so did the sweats. Severe Dehydration? Vertigo? Gotta get checked out this week.

The point is that so many things have been going south on almost every single day that it is taking it's toll. Nothing seems of value. Hunting, and all other pursuits are of little interest. Fun seems distant at this stage. Why do we fight so hard to stay on the planet?

The only thing that makes sense is we do it for our family. My wife, kids, and dogs are reason enough to keep on keeping on and the thought of leaving them in the lurch is unacceptable. So get up tomorrow and continue the siege. I know many have a tougher time than me, and I marvel at what can be endured.

Anybody got a better explanation of what it is all about?
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It’s life. Just talked with my wife last night about how we have hardships in front of us. It’s inevitable.

Keep pushing air. You matter to people and they need you. We all have those folks.

We don’t live for ourselves unless we are too shallow to be of any value. Any decent human is of value to those connected to them, and much of the worth of life is in being here to bring positive things to the lives of others. The positive things we receive in return are the result of a good life, not what makes it.

There is still much good in this world, for those who choose to see and enjoy it. It’s what we choose to look at that colors our life. A lesson I am still learning, and have made pretty good strides at lately. Happier than I have been in years, and the only thing that changed was my perspective. Think about all the good things in your life, be thankful the bad wasn’t worse, and spend your energy treasuring what remains, rather than dreading its loss. May your road straighten and the wind be ever at your back. And may you be smart enough to enjoy it.

I'm no guru but keep on keeping on just to see what happens next. Eat some cheesy pretzels too I hear PA is known for that.

Wolf, all of our jabs at each other aside, that was very well written and to the core.

Please accept that in the spirit that it was given

I think it's easy to reach that point periodically where you ask yourself "what's the point?" I think there are lots of answers, and there has to be lots of answers because no two moments are ever the very same. Nonetheless, I think we strive to survive for those moments of joy and fulfillment that come along now and then. If it were all about the destination, there'd be pretty much no point at all. It's about the journey.

Damn. I am so FOS sometimes I amaze me.

a am sitting in a wheel chair right now, after three heart attacks and seven stents last year. in physical therapy with a hope to get out of the chair. i have had to have assistence with the most basic of things.
thank the good Lord my wife of over 40 years hasn't thrown me out, i love her more every day.
funny, i was 27 when i married that 37 year old with three kids. people said it wouldn't last, it did.
I for the time being can't do a lot of what i did through my lifetime. but i can still love my wife.

All differences and disagreements aside, I think you've got it figured out.

Well said.

Our job is to set an example for our younger relatives to remember us by.

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Hahaha! You can always tell a Texan....you just cant tell him much.



I am still here because I am to stubborn to go.


This country is trying to kill me all the time. I am Lt Dan hanging from the sail...

I ask a lot of life’s questions while mowing. Mainly, why I am here?

Ron, in a manner of speaking, you are a fortunate Man.

That’s not meant as being obtuse.

“For the time being “ says much.

I can relate, Jim. Sometimes just the drive to be ornery is enough. If it always was enough, I'd be golden...but there is no nirvana.

Best as I can figure, it's all a developmental experience.

You too, huh? I've reviewed my entire life up to sixteen times each summer going around and around and around on my John Deere.

Very well said sir, thanks for sharing that!

Each of us must decide this for ourselves. Family's a good place to start.

Probably because you let the grass get long and the wife told you to cut it before it gets all clumpy and whatnot....

I'm still here to irritate the living schit out of you dickweasels.