Thursday, July 31, 2014


Your life is a series of many doors,
each leading into different rooms.
All are filled with, either new challenges,
good or bad and you may find, many pleasant surprises.

It is how you open each door that is important!
First, never fear to go forward.
Second, open each door slowly, making sure that you do not
barge into, or harm what is on the other side.

Third, announce your passage, as this will enable you to befriend many.
For you will need to live with whomever you come across.
As you travel onto and through, your life’s next door.

Written by Richard Abbenbroek…

Tuesday, July 29, 2014


WAR is not like what our history books portray, inside you will find a few quick to read pages from beginning to end. It is actually a very slow hateful experience and its process really does not last only minutes but a week here, months, a year there. With all of its terrifying and horrific life altering effects lasting decades or many centuries. Till one day all the suffering and death will eventually be but history, once again printed inside a few quick to read pages of a book. Until we have our next WAR, which for us all, we seem to never escape…
War really is a vast open air factory where the hours are long, unions are not permitted, safety conditions that are routinely flouted and people’s lives wasted for at times neither Good or Bad!
No more people have died on this planet then they would have died, if they were not killed in a War.
War just brings these people before GOD much sooner than the many that lived out their lives, to their normally as possible assigned conclusions…
Only the descendants of these short lived were actually eliminated, along with all other future possibilities.
P.S. Because of the recent loss of my Wife, all life is now more precious to me. So my views about WAR have changed. Sad as I can only “Pray for You, & The Rest Of The World” to consider Lives To More Precious As Well!
Hence, maybe “ONE DAY NO MORE WAR”, eh?
With LOVE to you all and all that heaven will allow!
from, Richard…

Sunday, July 27, 2014


We would have been Married for 18 years today.
We were Together 21 years as of this day.
We have been Best Friends 28 years as of today.
We have also have been Apart as of 2 months today.
That same day the Sadducees, who say there is no resurrection, came to him with a question.  “Teacher,” they said, “Moses told us that if a man dies without having children, his brother must marry the widow and raise up offspring for him. Now there were seven brothers among us. The first one married and died, and since he had no children, he left his wife to his brother. The same thing happened to the second and third brother, right on down to the seventh.  Finally, the woman died. Now then, at the resurrection, whose wife will she be of the seven, since all of them were married to her?”
JESUS replied, “You are in error because you do not know the Scriptures or the power of GOD.  At the resurrection people will neither marry nor be given in marriage; they will be like the angels in heaven.
Matthew 22:23-30
Just as tears seem to dry and my crying will not bring you back again.
Emotionally I am still so fragile, just as I ask GOD for a reason just the same?
Yet, weary for that inner peace, which each night never seems to come.
I am carried through each day by the good memories of you,
which are lasting so long.
Good memories; are the reason that for me, you will never be gone…
**Written with Love for Joyce by Richard...

Saturday, July 19, 2014


@KremlinRussia_E #MH17 President Putin "If you tell a big lie & keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it." Joseph Goebbels...
Richard Abbenbroek...

Thursday, July 17, 2014


When everything in your life is right on track, it's easy to believe that things happen for a reason; it's easy to have faith. But when things start to go wrong then it's very hard to hold on to that faith. It's hard not to wonder whose reasons these things happen for.

IMO my wife Joyce who was is suffering from Lupus, a Doctor informed her that her Lupus is thickening her lung walls (hence oxygen 24/7) and at the same time her Scleroderma is hardening her lungs, causing them to bump up against her heart which lead to a Heart Enlargement hence, Congestive Heart issues and possible Heart Failure.

The majority of patients with Sjogren’s syndrome that she also had also experience those symptoms in conjunction with another autoimmune disease, which is considered secondary Sjogren’s. Antibodies are tags in your body that mark material (usually foreign) that your immune system will then attack. However, in the case of autoimmune diseases such as Sjogren’s and Lupus, the antibodies tag your own cells.

If Joyce should suffer Congestive Heart Failure and because of her previous Heart Attack, which caused the death of 15% of her heart, we knew that she will be with our Lord too soon. (She did on May 27th 2014)

The Doctors came up with a treatment with the suppression of her immune system using Prednisone which treats many different conditions such as allergic disorders, skin conditions, ulcerative colitis, arthritis, lupus, psoriasis, or breathing disorders, like Joyce’s advanced COPD (what a stupid idea) and then the down side is any cold or bio infection will also kill her.

Dr. Richard Burt, an autoimmune disease specialist at Northwestern Memorial Hospital, is pioneering a possible therapy for people living with autoimmune diseases such as Multiple Sclerosis and lupus. Many of his patients no longer show signs of the disease and have had reversals in their symptoms the treatment costs $125,000 (U.S.).

Yet, Joyce is now with GOD.

So Close, yet so far.

GOD Must Be Busy, Just East Of Revelstoke;
Part 7 by Richard Abbenbroek…


What makes a man who he is? Is it the worst things he's ever done, or the best things he wants to be? When you find yourself in the middle of your life and you're nowhere near of where you were going, how do you find the way from the person you've become to the one you know you could have been? Again for me I was blessed with Joyce behind me, loving me and all the way!
For all I ever wanted in life I guess, is to have a wife and Walton’s type family but no family is really like the very functional “Good Night John Boy” variety. Through the dysfunctional family that every family has to a degree within, Joyce and still I had a lot of fun. We had Twenty Eight years together that have gone by in a blink of an eye. We traveled life’s road and have been there and done that, made it through moments of pee your pants giggles, struggle and strife.
The event of horror that happened, affected us all, as a matter of fact there was another event of horror and both neither of us ever really got over. Though they had a major impact and took a long time to learn to deal with. In the tradition of Joyce, I choose not to talk about them as that is the way of things. What is important is that we did supported each other through it all and that is all that matters!
In all, my life on this earth was made much, much better with Joyce as she treated me like a King and I treated her like my Queen.
For 21 years as a small example, I brought her coffee in bed, even when I had 5 leg casts, one after another, through my cancer and post heart operations. I would have crawled if I had up those stairs every morning, to bring that fresh cup of coffee to the woman whom I Love.
I in turn, taught Joyce to go swimming and feel safe on a water air mattress and she in turn taught me to have more of a sense of humour.
As Lovers, well let’s leave those memories in the Ken and Barbie doll realm, after all we do have children and grandchildren but let’s say, I am sure that we did put a smile on the Egyptian Sphinx.
We were one of the few couples of our age that I have seen, who could go for walks and still hold hands, the problem started actually during one of our walks. Joyce suddenly got a chest pain which she attributed to heart burn.
For others in this world, worry is usually recreational in nature but for me it is a lifestyle. Getting Joyce to go to a Doctor, was like pulling teeth from a chicken and would usually involve an ambulance ride at some terrifying point! Also to obtain from one of those witch doctors a proper diagnose, well that is another story that my inner anger is still too hot yet to speak about.
Again we worked and lived together and the down side to this at times was, yesterday’s disagreement could carry itself in the car to work with both of us but we were always able to say “Kiss noise; Love You Good Night” at the end of each day.
This verbal ritual was due to Joyce’s Boston Terrier Lucy, who did not like Joyce kissing Daddy good night. Yes, we could have went after her for that but it was always easier just to do a “Kiss noise; Love You Good Night!” and it meant just as much as anyone else’s lip lock at the end of the day.
Love Blooms Just East Of Revelstoke;
Part 6 by Richard Abbenbroek…

Wednesday, July 16, 2014


I have found that most people change kind of slowly, if at all. They are who they are and then after a while, they're someone else, some never knowing the difference when it happens.
While at the same time some people know the exact moment where their lives changed such as myself, for this I do know.
Either they saw the person they were going to marry or, the look in their baby's eyes for the first time he/she smiled.
For some people, it's not the good things in life that made them have their lives change. It's something they've gone through that makes everything they look at from that moment on; seem very different from how it always once had been.
Again I am one of the latter groups of people, for from my experience I learned not only how to fear for real and to fear all the time but also how to channel this fear to help others.
People like to examine the things that frighten them, to look at them and give them names, so saints look for GOD, and scientists look for evidence. They're both just trying to take away the mystery, to take away their lack of knowledge that leads them to Fear.
That's what I try and do by channelling my fear, just by the sharing of myself and as others who are like me, who also do the same.
Speaking for myself essentially, I am just a good listener. Although, I am not a trained social worker, psychiatrist, police officer or lawyer, I let the people who are like me know that just like them. I have already gone through the same Mists of Fear, Despair and Horror, as they. I/We offer them our hands, hearts, minds, prayers in support as we walk through these people’s “Mists of Fear” together.
Joyce came over to my place one night and I (Mr. Naive), thought it was to do with a Union matter. No, it was to do with fear, her fear and a finality of a much failed marriage.
After my child was abducted and recovered, Joyce would help us out like picking up Santa photos from a mall that I had taken little gifts etc. Maybe it was as a single dad that I impressed her or how I fought to recover my child; whatever the reason, Joyce felt safe being my friend for the last 7 years at that time.
Family and friends helped her to my place and I knew that Joyce her children were all part of a package. You could not have one without the other and though a challenge, I accepted. After all eventually, I fell deeply in Love as I am forever now with Joyce and I eventually Married Joyce, not her family. Again, they were just part of the package which I accepted, just as I accepted Joyce and she accepted me. After all “If you can handle Richard in the morning, you can handle anything?” right Joyce?
In The Beginning Just East Of Revelstoke;
Part 5 by Richard Abbenbroek….


You know in the Road Runner cartoons, the way Wile E. Coyote can run off a cliff and he’s fine but then he does not fall, until he looks down?
I used to believe that this was the secret for my life, to "Never Look Down" but it's more than that.
It's not just about not looking down, what it is about is realizing that you're in the middle of the air and you don't know how to fly!
That is how my last marriage before Joyce caught me, it’s hard to decide where I should start and at the same time, it is very easy for it’s all there.
All the memories, the pain, the fear, the stress are all just a simple recalled flashback away.
One moment from a time long ago, when my world was turned upside down and my child was abducted.
In hindsight and IMO, it was because of nothing more than another person’s whim, of control over me.
So they could say; look, at what I can do to you and you cannot stop me! This is what I found to be the case with most of the 407 Child Abductions, which I eventually came to know.
I became a single Dad and had to adapt quickly and Joyce seemed to be impressed by this. Helping out when she could and listening to each and every adventure of being a single parent as it was presented to me.
Not only did I learn to help others through Child Find Alberta but Joyce and I became even closer.
At the same time in the Library, I gravitated towards the Union and became a Union Rep, Recording Secretary, and eventually the Union Local Vice President.
Quite an accomplishment considering I worked with 600 or so females with maybe 6 males, including the Library Director within the whole system.
The Library Union, was the safest place for me at the time as both Joyce and I had supervisors, who delighted in pulling the wings off of us (their opinion), flies.
Joyce’s marriage also was becoming a scary event but she kept trooping along, especially after the adoption of her new Son.
Joyce was happy and yet at the same time afraid and I have found that when you're afraid of something, what you want more than anything else is to make this fear go away. You want your life back to the way it was before you found out that there was something to be afraid of. You want to go so far and even build a high wall and live your old life behind it. But nothing ever stays the same. That's not your old life at all. That's your New Norm of your New Life with a wall around it. Your choice is not about going back to the way things were. Your choice is about hiding, or about going right to the heart of the thing that scares you most and dealing with it head on!
Fear Just East Of Revelstoke;
Part 4 by Richard Abbenbroek…

Monday, July 14, 2014


Joyce sent me on a task to find out what her final funeral costs would be, so we could transfer money.
Which I believe now, it was so she could be alone with herself, sensing that her end was near and that she would not want anyone to be with her, other than herself when she passed. After the appointment, as I drove home I had a very strange feeling come over me
I looked at the clock, it was 2:15 pm and I felt something hard to describe but I'll try. It was as if I were being electrocuted or vibrated for lack of a better word. It was the most intense tingly peaceful warmth that I have ever felt. It started in my spine in my shoulder area and spread to the rest of my body in waves, down to my feet, up to my head and out through my hands. This went on for a couple of minutes and at one point I could not feel myself driving home and then a voice said; ”No Need To Hurry”. I questioned myself; "Is this what hand of GOD feels like?” I was fearful but not to the point of trying to stop it. I just relaxed, slowed down and drove the posted highway speed back to our home...
I could now back track through the many jobs that I did, I ran CPR Diesel Electric Locomotives way before I could drive a car. Became an electrician, the economy tanked so I drove Taxi and one of my last fares for the night was driving this blue haired Librarian down to the CPL Central Branch each morning.
She must have liked my little conversation but it was only because I thought “WOW” what can I say, or talk about with her? After all she is a Librarian and must know everything on every topic that there is.
I would only embarrass myself with my uneducated conversation, so I remained silent and just drove.
The economy tanked yet again and I ended up as a Security Guard in the Library, eventually I acquired a job in the Magazine and Newspaper Department.
Two years after this is when I met Joyce, she was being given a tour of the place and we were introduced as the new Library Circulation Department worker.
Both of us were married at the time but we shared lunch, stories of family and dreams together and became friends. Neither of our marriages where very happy events and I always thought secretly, what would it be like to have such a wonderful person as a wife?
Some people do not know what they have when they have it, some people take what they have for granted and some think that what they have is their personal right.  For if you got a girl that loves you and who wants to wear your ring, now that is lucky. Keep mindful that you both have to work at your relationship as all relationships have to be grown and be nurtured or they will die.
Joyce was a hard worker, 2 jobs and a caring Mother to boot. Great cook as well, for during our lunch times 28 years ago I would be jealous of the hot left over meals that she always brought, compared to my apple.
She advanced up to the Social Science Department form the hell of Circulation but still came down to collect the morning newspapers which were delivered to Mags and News. Sometimes just to see her I delivered the papers to her and maybe out of shy embarrassment or what. One of her sayings to other co-workers was if you can handle Richard in the morning you can handle anything. Sort of prophetic in the long run of things, I would now say.
Library Workers Just East Of Revelstoke;
Part 3 by Richard Abbenbroek…

Sunday, July 13, 2014


Just East Of Revelstoke; Joyce worked at an A&W on 17th avenue S.W. right alongside my current wife,
of the time Sandy. Some say that we all travel in circles, kind of like the Kevin Bacon game, only it is who knows or worked with you?
Joyce like Sandy, probably came home each night smelling like root beer mug cleaner, in her brown beanie hat, A&W stockings and one piece mini skirt suit.
To describe what they did, in those days, is you would drive your car to the A&W parking lot and ordered by speaker phone or the waitress came and took your order. Then after an appropriate cooking time, she would bring out your tray of food and drink, hang it on the driver’s side window which was 1/4 from being closed.
Later the tray was to be taken away once you finished and turned your car head lights on. This is what my first and last wife both did together for a living and they were also both pregnant with their first child.
Relatively soon, one day I will die. Maybe it will be in 20 years, maybe tomorrow, it doesn't matter. Once I am dead and everyone who knew me will die as well, it will be as though I never existed. What difference has my life made to anyone I sometimes ask. To be honest I know we're all pretty small in the big scheme of things, and I suppose the most which you can hope for, is that you make that some kind of difference but what kind of difference have I made? What in the world was made better because of me, really?
Some may say, “Nothing” that I can think of and at times I may agree with that maybe “Nothing” at all but that is not true. Because I have and I did for some do a few things to help them live and if that is all there is to be done on this earth through one’s life, then I accomplished a lot!
They say that behind every man there’s a Great Woman! In my life this is so true, as what I became would never have happened without Joyce. Sure, many other dynamics and people came into my life to make me who I am today…
Though without Joyce;
“The Fires of Hell” could well be licking at your toes, she always reminded me. Joyce was my center as I started my quest to find the Comfort and Love that is Jesus Christ.
Without Joyce;
I would never have learned how to make pictures of a rabbit and tank on a Dot Matrix Machine and work with computers. She gave me the courage to go to night school, so I could make it into the Information Technology Department at the Calgary Public Library.
Without Joyce;
I wouldn’t have been able to take that little bit of computer knowledge and use it to help build a Computer Lab at the High School in KwaZulu-Natal Province, Bhekulwandle South Africa.
Without Joyce;
I would never have had the ability to make nightly calls to over 407 Parents and assist them in the recovery of their Missing Children, through Child Find Alberta and Team Hope the National Center of Missing and Exploited Children.
Without Joyce;
I could never have gone to the Gulf of Mexico and assist in the recovery of 70 Hurricane Katrina ravaged homes.
Without Joyce;
I would never have had the simple joy of having a Family, Grandchildren and puppy dogs. She was My Best Friend, she loved me like No Other Human being and taught me to share this Love with many who needed it and even those who may not have deserved it. Which is something good, that God taught both Joyce and I.
With Joyce:
We had Twenty Eight years together that have gone by in a blink of an eye. We traveled life’s road and have been there and done that, made it through moments of pee your pants giggles, struggle and strife. Yet my life on this earth was made better with Joyce and now I have to live another day and night alone. Though I do know that Joyce really loved me and always have and always will, just as I can’t stop Loving Joyce…
We live just East Of Revelstoke;
Part 2 by Richard Abbenbroek…