What is a Birthday
What is a Birthday?
To many, a birthday is a mark of how long they’ve been alive, year by year marking their age. But what if you weren’t supposed to have any more birthdays? What then? What are birthdays?
In 2000, I was told to go home and make my affairs in order and say goodbye to everyone I loved. I was diagnosed with a terminal illness and given only a few months to live.
In 2004, I was overdosed and told that any treatment I chose would just further damage my body and there wasn’t anything that was a viable treatment.
In 2008, on my birthday, I coded for 49 minutes. I was clinically dead.
Those were the depressing parts.
But what about the fact that it’s 2023 and I’m still alive and well, turning 50? 23 years after being told I’d not make it another year.
I celebrate the life I have, I fight for today, and I live it with my heart and soul.
A birthday is a reminder that we are alive. It is a gift. It is a chance to start over, to make new memories, and to live our lives to the fullest.
So, if you’re reading this, I want you to know that you are loved. You are cherished. And you are worthy of a happy birthday.
Celebrate your life. Fight for today. And live it with your heart and soul.
Time has flown by
This is my 200th post on my site. Compared to real bloggers and prolific writers this is not a big mile mark since it’s taken me what 5 years to make this?
Doesn’t really matter though, this has and is my story written by me, the good the bad the ugly and lately the sappy. It’s been a long road and looking back there has been many many times that no one thought I’d make it. Like my birthday a few years ago… Other tough times, losing both Bea and Deb my caretakers months apart.
And there are the good, Kings Dominion with my sister and her family, looking at the signs and realizing between my brother in law and I we had every warning not ride every ride we rode. Through it all I also found someone who loves me as much as I love her.
So thank you everyone who’s stuck with me for this epic ride, I couldn’t have done it without you all.
Who do you get your strength from?
So many times I sit and write about myself and my life but what about those around me? The ones who’ve help me fight this demon? They are the unsung heroes, without them I’d not be able to fight like I do or as long as I have. Each of them offers something. Continue reading
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