Don Lewis Witt

My blog today came to be because of my sweet dad Don Lewis. I have been wanting to write about him for quite awhile now, but just came up with what to say about him. You see he is the sweetest, kindest, wisest man I know. He and I have always had a connection that I am not sure most people understand. He is one of those people that you might not talk to for several weeks or maybe even a month or two, but the next time you see him it is like you never missed a beat. He is kind of a loner and I like that about him because I am kind of a loner as well. I can sit with my dad for hours and never say a word, but feel like we have been talking the whole time. I love him more that he will ever know.

Any of you peeps that know me know that my dad has had a bit of a rough summer. He is 70 years young and has struggled with major back, hip and leg pain for as long as I can remember. Well in June it brought him to his knees. The pain became so intense that he was hospitalized for almost 2 weeks. After several MRI's, pokes, prods, and misdiagnosis he finally had surgery last Wednesday the 18th. I am happy to say that he is feeling like a rock star once again. Not really a Lady Gaga (I can't think of any current male rock stars) kind of a rockstar, but maybe a Mick Jaggar kind of a rockstar. An older and wiser kind of a rockstar.

Stay with me here because I will get to my point. OK here I go getting to my point. My goal here today was to tell you to make sure and follow your dreams before it is too late. You see my dad moved to his dream home on 18 acres about 3 or so years ago. He has his own little stock tank pond situation right at his back door. He can fish and hunt and he has chickens and cows and a couple of goats. He can wake up and see deer from his back porch. He has both a back porch and a front porch. He had a garden. He has a small shop to putter in. He had his part time dream job of working on a ranch.

The problem here is that he waited so long to do all of these things that his body became a little too broken down. I know most of his life his motivation was to provide for my mom and me and my brother and my sister. I get that part. I just wish so much that he could have lived this dream while he was a little younger and little less broken.

So the next time you think I can't do this or I can't do that I hope you will think of Don Lewis. I hope that you will ask yourself "Why can't I do that?" What could you give up or adjust to make some of your dreams come true before it is too late? Lose that weight, get up off that couch and take a walk, spend some time with those kiddos of yours, apply for that dream job. Just do it! Take some action before you become too broken down to make it happen.

I am glad to report that my dad is doing great. He was released from the hospital 2 days after major back surgery. He is full of steel rods, nuts and bolts now. I like to think of him as somewhat bionic instead of repaired. He is walking out to his shop with NO PAIN! His job at the ranch is still waiting for him. Deer season is just around the corner. He still has a chance to live that dream a little longer.

Make sure and live your dream! Show up and make it count!