March 27, 2012

Today, is Dory's 22nd birthday. Its hard to believe how fast my little sisters have grown from the babies they once were, to the beautiful women they are today. I feel a little old today, like I've already lived through what would have killed a normal person twice. We had a nice celebration at the home dad and Cindy are about to lose, wondering if this might be our last. Dad made a huge batch of spaghetti, Catty baked a cake, and I brought ice cream. All in all it was a lovely evening. The end of the night found dad and I discussing where I'm at in my recovery. I need to reconnect to my gratitude to remember how far I've come, and how I got to where I am today. Without doing what I've been doing I haven't been getting what I have gotten and I want to be back in a place where I'm moving forward, and giving back, rather than stagnating and feeling nothing but the force of my disease pressing against me endlessly. Here's to a better tomorrow.