Fourteen years ago today
I can't let today pass without notice. It's a busy week and next week will be too; I'm tired and stealing moments to catch my breath between meetings, events, projects, and calls. But for one moment I will stop to remember.
Fourteen years ago today I had my heart attack. Now the anniversary of that day means almost more to me than my actual birthday. Every year is a celebration, a victory, an achievement. Every argument with my family is one I was never sure I would get to have. Every setback at work is measured against progress I almost didn't get to make. My current struggles with health and fitness are painful, stressful, exhausting, and a blessing.
There's not a day goes by I can forget what happened, but for one day each year I also make time to remember.
Whatever frustrating thing is happening in your life right now is not so important as the fact that you are alive to be frustrated by it; make time to take care of yourself so we can continue being frustrated together for many years to come!