Posts Tagged e-mail
Kyle Rae Sweet, 1956–2009
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on March 10, 2009
(copied from Stryper’s MySpace blog)
The Passing of Kyle Sweet
Wife of Musician Michael Sweet
Kyle Rae Sweet
1956-2009
Kyle Rae Sweet has passed on and is now at peace with her Savior, our Lord Jesus Christ. Please continue to pray for the Sweet family. We ask that if you wish to express your sympathies within an e-mail that you send them to the following e-mail address: thesweetfamily@michaelsweet.com
Kyle was diagnosed with cancer in February 2007. She passed away at 8:30 p.m. ET on Thursday, March 5, 2009.
Kyle’s life was dedicated to caring for her husband and home-schooling their two children. Her heart’s desire was for their children to attend college. To best honor Kyle’s work as a home-school mom there has been a fund set up called The Sweet Children’s College Fund.
In lieu of flowers, donations to this fund can be made payable and mailed to:
Sweet Children’s College Fund
Sovereign Bank
50 Cohasset Avenue
Buzzards Bay, MA 02532
Sympathy Cards may be mailed to:
Evangelical Free Church of East Dennis
P.O. Box 755
East Dennis, MA 02641
The Sweet Family wishes to have a private funeral service which will be held in the following days.
Something happened on the way to California.
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on January 16, 2009
Photo credit: iirraa (via Flickr)
A month ago I was looking incredibly forward to moving to California in time for Christmas. But then something happened on the way to making it happen. Checks from the 401(k) account I had to withdraw from got lost in the mail; there was at least one large bill that had to be paid; the rent got late (fortunately, settled before I lost my apartment).
My return to California has been put on indefinite hold. There are no jobs right now—in fact, companies are laying off in record numbers, not hiring. There are well over 100 to 150 confirmations in my e-mail of résumés and applications submitted since the beginning of the year, and so far only three responses (all turn-downs). The two phone calls I’ve gotten were unsolicited from recruiters wanting me to move to the currently frozen north of the country (Cleveland, Pennsylvania) for positions I’m nowhere near qualified for. Not even the local Walmart is hiring.
It’s a very bad economy right now. “Recession,” I think, is an understatement.
The good news is that unemployment will cover my rent and basic needs for the next five to six months until those benefits run out. It won’t help pay any debts, but having a roof over the head, food on the table, and the scooter maintained trumps creditors right now. Bankruptcy is in the realm of possible outcomes.
From what I hear in my daily Bloomberg Radio fix, it’s going to be a rough ride. So I’m settling down here with a new lease on my apartment to wait it out where the cost of living is the least, keep plugging away at résumé distribution, and see what happens. I did “splurge” a tad by updating my cable internet to fiber-optic internet and TV (thanks, FiOS).
In the meantime, I’m open to anything technical or administrative-related. Need something typed? transcribed? Need a PowerPoint or Keynote deck? Some basic web work? Let me know.
A site to add to your bookmarks, and a request
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on December 28, 2008
http://www.snopes.com
Snopes.com is an urban legend reference site. You know those e-mails you get from friends and/or family with some strange story or outrageous claim that is “supposedly” true, like the latest special dial code or the e-mail that is allegedly being tracked and will result in a huge payout if you send it to 25 people? Usually about 30 seconds on this site with a simple search will let you know if the story you’re about to send out is true or not.
Also, a request: If you have such a note that you’d like to send out to all your friends, please don’t send it to me. I do check them out, and if I find out from a simple search of snopes that it’s wrong I will send a “reply to all” with the snopes link, potentially causing you great embarrassment (in hopes that you won’t do it again without checking it out first).
If I get multiple such notes from people, I usually end up simply blocking their e-mail address, sending all their e-mail (legitimate or otherwise) directly to the spam bin. I’m that sick and tired of such notes in an already overflowing e-mail inbox.
Negotiation.
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on January 13, 2008
There were more e-mails exchanged between my soon-to-be ex-wife and me concerning the practical matters of who will get what. She will take the house and assume the mortgage. I’m preparing to move out of Lakeland to a much smaller apartment in nearby Plant City—a bit more central to Brandon and Lakeland where I will be serving Celebrate Recovery groups, and a bit closer to potential jobs in Tampa while still having the feel of being “out in the sticks.” The apartments share an association with the Walden Lake community, which is a very nice neighborhood and will allow me to use their lakes and trails and such. The rent is such that even if I had to rely on unemployment compensation it would still be more than enough to pay the rent and keep food on the table. I’ll be looking forward to being able to smell the orange blossoms even more strongly in a couple of months.
I’ll be leaving behind my large printer and the large scanner so she has something she can use with the laptop I bought for her and her studies and work, since I just bought the portable Canon printer and will be getting a more portable scanner that’s powered by USB. I pretty much plan to take my clothes and my equipment, and leave the rest behind. It’s a good time to simplify things and jettison those things that are nice to have but that I don’t really need to be “happy.”
I should finally have the papers in my hand tomorrow so I can respond. If there’s nothing really in dispute I could simply file a paper agreeing to the petition and waiving the final hearing, and it’ll be over.
Some stories don't have happy endings.
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on January 11, 2008
I mentioned in a previous entry about the fact that the road to recovery isn’t always smooth. I started my recovery process in April, 2005, fully aware that it could cost me everything.
Today, it has.
I spent the afternoon helping set up for the Celebrate Recovery One-Day Seminar and Advanced Leadership Training , getting my laptop set up and connected, testing everything, converting the PowerPoint files to Keynote, etc., and decided to check my e-mail on the iPhone as I was entering the Shells restaurant in Brandon to have dinner with the Saddleback Church staff and John Baker (the founder of the program).
E-mail #1 in my mailbox started (for the sake of privacy, this is the only portion you’ll get to read):
I write this with sadness, and probably should have talked but we have always communicated better in writing. I am convinced it is time for us to live our lives separately. We both seem to be happier that way. We actually lived separately when we were in the same house.
On New Year’s Day I gave my wife until January 15th to decide whether to move back in to the house or to file for a divorce, because I was tired of excuses and game-playing and it just seemed that it was time to come to a decision about what’s next. She chose to file.
In today’s postal mail, there was a solicitation letter dated January 10 from an attorney in Lakeland. It’s not unusual for attorneys to look through the local court files for recently-filed cases that may provide them with a potential client.
Re: Case # 2008DR-000200-0000-00
Dear Sir or Madam:
If you have already retained a lawyer for this matter, please disregard this letter. A recent review of the Polk County Clerk of Court’s files show that someone has recently filed a civil action against you.
The letter continued on about his experience in “cases involving divorce, child custody, or child support issues” and to offer a free consultation. It was stamped “ADVERTISEMENT” in red at the bottom of the letterhead as well as on the envelope. I’ll probably see a few more of this kind of letter in the next several days.
So, with an e-mail, it’s over. Somewhat perversely poetic that a relationship that started online, ended online.
In life, and in recovery, some stories and some chapters don’t have happy endings. Sometimes God has to strip all the way down to the foundation in order to start building again. Such is my case, and I must accept it.




