Perspective is an amazing thing. Many people can look at the exact same object and what they each see is different. It is different not because of where the object is, but because of where they are. Sometimes, I have learned that I need to "move" in order to get a more accurate view of my, or any, situation. I am often wrong. Such is the case today...
As I write this post, I have a renewed perspective on family. Our family has been through a lot, especially where this Abbagoochie situation is concerned. We've all tried to deal with it in our own way. For my daughter and I especially, we have best expressed ourselves through the written word. There have been many times over the past year that I have just wanted to leave everything associated with the Abbagoochie alone. I tell myself how much simpler and peaceful my life would be if I could just walk away from the whole thing. I usually don't share this frustration with many people, especially my family. Since my dad cannot hunt the Abbagoochies and since Jubert Russell is deceased, I know that he wants both my daughter and I to continue hunting the Abbagoochie. He has encouraged me to do nothing but that since Thanksgiving '08, although he also says that he would understand if we chose not to.
I thought coming to believe in something as "out there" as the man-eating Abbagoochie was difficult. That is the process I've gone through for the past year. I see now where that was the easy part- it was just a matter of doing research, coming to terms and accepting the evidence and putting the puzzle pieces together.
The difficult part is presenting these facts to others, who cannot seem to wrap their minds around the evidence as I've learned it. Many people still believe that this whole thing is a hoax and may never change their minds about it. For others, they think there is an ulterior motive for presenting this information. And for still others, there is the idea that I have too much time on my hands. None of these things could be further from the truth...
Believing in something seemingly "far-fetched" is a difficult thing. I mean, if I were a casual observer to this whole Abbagoochie thing, I probably would not want to believe that a human predator was lurking in the woods and that my life could be snuffed out without a trace just because I chose to go hunting or fishing. Or maybe I just wanted to go sight-seeing, 4-wheeler riding, sengin', ramp-digging or hiking. Unless the threat was directly in my face, I would probably rather just "play it off" in a manner similar to those I listed above.
Such is not the case for me, though. I cannot just walk away. The threat IS in my face and has been for over a year now.
My mom spent the night with us last night after our regular bowling night in Elkins. We won and had a great time as usual. This morning after my daughter went to school, we had a nice talk. My mom has always been very easy to talk to and I'm grateful for that- we've covered a lot of verbal territory over the years!
At any rate, this conversation allowed me to "move" in order to see the object (Abbagoochie situation) in a different, better perspective.
Thank God for my daughter, my mom, my dad, my friends who continue to support us in this, and all the rest of you out there.
If you want to know more or think you can help, please email us at: moose@abbagoochie.com
Warm regards,
Moose