Along Timmy Go (Perhaps)

Seven years ago - almost to the date - I celebrated my cancer survival in two ways.

First, I splurged and bought myself a ticket to see Peter Gabriel at the Palace of Auburn Hills.

Second, I "escaped" on a trip down South.

These two events were turning points in my life. At the concert, I stood all by my lonesome. In my lone seat. All by myself. And all of a sudden, three guys popped up in the seats next to me. I looked over, and surprised as all hell, I realized that the guy next to me was a great friend - Dave Hurst. Dave and I inspired each other (he still inspires me!), and it was an amazing coincidence that we would end up side-by-side at a Peter Gabriel concert.

Every moment of that concert was a celebration of survivalism. A feeling that is stirred up each time - like now - when I watch the DVD of Gabriel's "Growing Up Live". It's so good to be alive.

About a week later, I split town. I went to North Carolina to spend time with my Uncle Jack, then further South to Miami to stay with my friends Liz and Dave.

At that time, there was nothing better than sitting in the warm sun, thinking about my future... something I hadn't allowed myself to think about for a number of months.

These days, the one thing that would make that experience better is if my wife was there with me.

Recently, my first week at my new job was tough. The second week brought its own challenges. Now, as I sit blogging for my three or four fans, while simultaneously watching/listening to Peter Gabriel, I remember that everything is relative.

I typically start a new job with a box of smiles and hellos. It's a great first impression, considering that I'll likely become a grumpy co-worker in due time. But things need to be different at this job. We have huge potential, and I need/want to make it work.

With the child-like love of life that November 2002 brought me, and its ever-present spirit, I should struggle to contain myself.

Seven years. A long time ago in some ways. My life now is completely different, and just like every moment in my life, if you asked me what I would change - if I could change anything, my answer stays the same - nothing.

I am a blessed man. That, oh yeah, is the bottom line.