Thankful

I’ve read the last few posts on this blog and not liked what I’ve read. I’ve been bitching and moaning a good bit, and that’s not like me. I’m more of a “play the hand you’ve been dealt” kind of guy. So I’m gonna take a moment to be thankful on this day reserved for it, in no particular order.

• I’m thankful for the people who have come out of the woodwork to support me through this. Some of them are my oldest friends, some people I barely know. I know I simply can’t name all of you, but thank you.
• I’m thankful for motorcycling. There were some days that the only thing that got me through was a long motorcycle ride.
• I’m especially thankful to Dr. Dubovsky and the gang at Atlanta Cancer Care. If there was a group that made going through cancer easy, it was them. I can’t say enough good things about the people there. If you’re listening, folks, you made the rough days good and the good days better.
• I’m thankful for the maturity, humor, and simple matter-of-factness that my daughter, Annie, has shown throughout this time in my life. Kiddo, if you didn’t know it, your dad loves you and is very proud of you.
• I can’t tell you how thankful I am that Suzanne is in my life. Suzanne has put up with more than any four people should, and she still stays here, right next to me, much to my everlasting surprise and wonder. I love you, babe. Thanks for hanging in there with me through thick and thin.
• Most of all, I’m thankful that I’m alive today. Four months ago, it wasn’t a foregone conclusion that I’d be here today writing this. These days I wake up every morning thankful that, well, I’m waking up to face another day. It doesn’t really matter what those days bring anymore, I’m just glad to be here to deal with them.