Combined with the onset of the holiday season, this video has my emotions running
The video is Jim Valvano at the 1993 ESPY Awards. If you haven't watched it,
Here are my random thoughts as I get a grip on having cancer at 42 (now 49) years old. I would like to inspire hope in all of you and in myself as well as to provide a place for you to keep track of me through this ordeal.
Author Unknown
Winter 1999
Cancer is so limited.
It cannot cripple love.
It cannot shatter hope.
It cannot corrode faith.
It cannot eat away peace.
It cannot destroy confidence.
It cannot kill friendship.
It cannot shut out memories.
It cannot silence courage.
It cannot invade the soul.
It cannot reduce eternal life.
It cannot quench the spirit.
Thanks again for the cap, Dave. I wore it the other day in the rain as my crew walk/ran for our PT. I like the kinship that my cancer has allowed me with the variety of other men/women facing these health challenges. You and many of our Brothers are very inspiring as they address their lives as dads, husbands, and vocationalists—all while under the load of a cancer diagnosis and/or management.I hope you agree, enough said.
I had a lot of time over the weekend to think. To think about nothing, to think about life, family, prostate cancer, the usual. I spent the weekend away from Mary and Brad with my brother Doug, brother-in-law Rich, and a few other friends, as they deer hunted.
I don’t hunt, so I just hung out around the cabin, finished a book, chopped wood, watched a few movies and listened to them discuss “would of, could of, should of”. As I write this, it’s Sunday morning. No one has gotten the big buck yet.
I look out the windows across the back of the cabin, I view the beauty of north central
Next Sunday will mark thirty-three months. So much has changed, one thing remains constant; I have a terminal disease that may one day take my life. Even after this long, as I write these words, I am still stopped in my tracks. Again, the pause is brief, I go on, I must go on.
Today is one-one, one-one; November 11th. My grandmother would have been 102 today.
However, today my thoughts wander to one person in a big world, making a difference? I am just one person, in a big world, trying in little ways to make a difference. I suppose I am, I wish I could do more, that is not to say I am not proud of what has been accomplished to date.
Foods I love;
- Salmon, grilled on a cedar plank with a glaze made from olive oil, brown sugar, thyme and cayenne pepper.
- White chili - prefer chicken to turkey. The more spice, the better. Served with Mary’s corn bread.
- My smoothie – even after 500 of these, every Monday thru Friday for 33 months.
- Mary’s red sauce with roasted tomatoes and garlic on any pasta noodle.
- A crisp, fresh pear
I’m just sittin’ out here,
Watchin’ airplanes,
Wonderin’ which one,
You might be on?
Just feeling a bit perky today, not sure why.
A few songs that reflect my current mood:
James Morrison - Wonderful World
O.A.R. - Wonderful Day
Sam Cooke - What A Wonderful World This Would Be
and of course the granddaddy of them all......
Louis Armstrong - Wonderful World
We have a busy weekend ahead of us before Monday's monthly doctor appointment.....A chilly round of disc golf tomorrow morning, a trip to the vet, yard work, dinner with friends, the Chiefs vs. the Packers (Favre's last trip to Arrowhead!).....
I've been ever reluctant to predict test results, but I'm feeling good things for next week!!!
This is such a great song, the words to the chorus, though WAY off base are beautiful, as is the rest of the song.
From the chorus of James Morrison's Wonderful World:
And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me