Last night I had the pleasure of taking my son to his cousin Ky's basketball game. I thoroughly enjoyed it. I can't believe how fast Ky is growing up...or Coop for that matter. Cooper is starting to say some small sentences, although he hardly ever says his own name. Maybe he is just that humble...? I hope that is the man that you grow up to be, putting others before yourself. Remember, I'm watching.


Anyway, I had a lot of fun at the game. I hope that as Coop and Knox grow up they keep sports in perspective. I love sports as much as the next guy, but there are way more important things in life. I know that your Uncle Kevin will push you to do the best that you can (he should)...but just be sure to keep him grounded him from time to time. Athletics are great, but are not the end all. It's amazing to me that over the last few years, how something that used to mean so much to me, has very little meaning in my life. Although, I'm sure that cancer has much to do with that.

It's amazing how if you open your eyes to the world, you can learn new things all the time. Knox is only 2 1/2 months old, and he teaches me things all the time. Like just yesterday Knox reminded me the importance of smiling (something I end these blogs with as a reminder to myself), and how that warmth and energy can be transferred to one human to the next. It's a simple thing, but if you don't take time to pay attention to it, you'll miss it.

Sorry for the randomness of this post, my mind is just a clutterd mess right now:
Anyway, I was talking with Wendy about cancer, and the more that I reflect on our conversation the more that something that I said struck a funny chord with me.
I told her that, "Cancer is not all bad."

The more I think about that, the more I think that it is true. Now, do I have a chronic disease that will eventually kill me?...Yes. Could there be anything sadder then two little boys losing their Father?...No. But look at it from another angle. A perspective that I have been trying to adopt over the last couple of weeks.
Our tenant called to wish Wendy and me well. His Mom is going through breast cancer...so he understands. A teacher at work told me that whatever I need, he is there for me. Even offered to help with a remedy for nausea. Another co-worker offered to help with some of my work load. My Mom and Dad have been wonderful with the boys, staying up late, and getting up early. My wife is now more than ever pushing hard to get things in order with the house, my doctor's appointments, and our lives in general. DB helps plow the parking lot at The Nail. Sandy and Dave have done more than we could have ever asked for at the restaurant over the last 6 months. I could go on. I feel love from all over. Everyone wants to help. There is good in everything. You just have to peel back enough layers to see it.

I better get back to work...I have been avoiding it.

Smile, today could be your last.