I'm hitting 40 on Friday. It's so weird. Part of me still feels like that kid walking around the halls of Deep Creek High School. A bigger part of me has been all over... VA, NYC, FL, HI, the drive across the country and of course my years in California. I've lived a wonderful life. I couldn't be a luckier guy. I'm surrounded by wonderful family, and friends that have become just that. It's funny... I remember having a dream as a teenager that I died before my 40th birthday. I guess it's a good thing I'm on bed rest, right?!
My skull was fractured in three places, blood hemorrages, and my frontal lobes are messed up. (according to the neuro...) It's going on three weeks and I'm still on bed rest. A couple of friends of mine had planned on skydiving for my 40th. That's not going to happen this coming weekend, but I figure the sky will always be there. The one thing that I'm SURE of is my faith. I'm just happy to be living today.
I've been reflecting a lot. Over the past year so many things have changed. Over the PAST 20... good LORD! I've accomplished a lot this year. I went back to NYC and saw Chris, Fi, Josh, and Aaron... saw the Space Shuttle, met Carl... one of my best friends in the world, came to peace with some brothers from High School, walked in the Parkinson's Walk, and I've become a lot less angry. Being diagnosed with Parkinson's 2 years ago... geeesh. MY LIFE CHANGED. The medications, the visits, the weight loss, the emotional pain, and I lost a relationship. I'm still working on the anger issue and trying to manage my thoughts. The medications I was on for Parkinson's really messed me up. Not just physically, but emotionally as well.
These days... I'm taking everything as it comes. I'm just trying to deal with everything and not have it hurt other people in the process. Dying should be a natural thing. It NEVER will be. The one thing I do have is memories. WONDERFUL memories.
