I thank God I married a woman smarter than me! She helped me live the life I live today; poet, novelist, short story writer living in a beautiful country that allows my affordable existence, San Luis, Costa Rica. Just five years ago I was paying thirteen hundred dollars A month to live in California. Today I can live comfortably on two thousand dollars a month and pay no mortgage; I pay for utilities and food, once a year corporation and property tax, plus one hundred dollars for health insurance. I am a lucky man.
My wife Marian passed away in September of two thousand and eight. She was smart and worked for her pension and helped me establish my new life. I was lost for sometime. It is easy to loose yourself when your mate of forty- two years leaves you suddenly.
I met Corina my Girlfriend for the past ten years and life became worth living. We traveled the USA together on my full dress Harley as I wrote my poetry. I have written eleven poetry books that are published with Xlibris self publishing company.My first four was my lamentations of my wife and lover. She is my writing inspirations and the finest person I have ever known. She had great patience with her impetuous husband who drank too much, worked too much, and slept too little in his youth.
Luckily late in our life together I woke up to the fact that I was wasting my life with my partner. We began going on vacation and enjoying each other. She died much too young and I cannot help to think God was giving me my purgatory on earth for not being a better man for my wife. I stride every day to live up to her legacy. To live life the way she did; honest, patient, compassionate and giving. Marian was donating to some twenty charities when she passed away.
I am working on my fourth novel corrections and hope to send out to the publisher next month. Brooks McLaughlin is the original Chameleon. I love to write and do so every day as I am into my seventh chapter of the Captain. I do not know why I write about war hero’s after they leave the service. Maybe because we treat our hero’s poorly. I like hero’s who help solve crimes and protect people’s. I have been working on a story of my place of youth. I cannot seem to connect the dots to my early childhood. I will continue to ponder those thoughts.
It is a beautiful morning in San Luis, Costa Rica. This time of year the sunrises over Volcán Arenal. The skies are an orange-reddish tint and the weather cool and breezy. I walk the concrete sidewalks down to the extended garden. LaLa and LuLu our happy go-Lucky dogs 🐶 charging forward searching for critters. I whistle the dogs out of the garden of green beans and red beans. They are obedient dogs who wag their tails as they charge back up to me.
We walk behind the pergola to the newly planted flowers. The dogs do not walk though the planters which surprises me. I tell them they are good doggies as we follow the dirt path to the pergola walkway. We climb many hills on our little walk which gives us plenty of exercise. The sun feels good on my face as we continue our inspection of plants hoping the leaf eater ants have been halted for awhile. Grasshoppers have invaded the property and makes diligence a must. We have put hours into our gardens in the last two years and we are proud of our accomplishment.
Another great day in San Luis! I hope you have a great day! Read a good book. Excerpt to follow:
what is it that blinds us from doing the right thing?
Is it fear of the size of the sting?
Or is it easier to have a blind ear?
or lack of courage in time of fear
do the right thing and open your eyes and ears
find the one who gives your courage to fight the fears
make life a better place
make people join the human race
it is easy to run and hide
hard not to stay blind
When you have money there are lots of friends
The doers; the shakers you loose in the end
The bar hoppers and drinkers love your bucks
When you lose your wife you get stuck
No one calls to ask how your doing
only the ones you had chosen
Your best friend is always there
Your family are the ones who care
Soon they drop off the planet
Life’s to busy to take for granted
Everyone means well and gives you advice
But when you are alone; your alone at night
When your the man you cry in private
You yell for your wife there is no denying it
You loved her with all your heart
you say you were to young to depart
I remember your love your caring ways
I know I am not alone
I know there is someone who has love to show
Give me a sign so i will know
I love you my friend my wife
List of Timothy M Nugent Books:
Xlibris Self Publishing
- Odes to life and Love
- Passages From Her Cards
- A Collection of Poems
- The Lonely Biker
- Travels With the Wild Man |
- Travels with The Wild Man ||
- Travels with The Wild Man |||
- Travels With The Wild Man |V
- Poems From Costa Rica
- Short Stories By Timothy M Nugent
- The Man With a Limp
- The Chameleon Returns
Odes to Life and Love
Timothy M. Nugent
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Everyone means well and gives you advice”