No More

I've decided not to write here for now.

Attitude of Graditude

I'm grateful that Max has had his second birthday in good form.

I'm grateful for Kelly's consistent and constant love and support.

I'm grateful for the time I spent with my father.

I'm grateful for my longest friendship.

I'm grateful for the weather this morning.

I'm grateful for the trust I have in the surgeon.

I'm grateful for my mother's presence in my home and in my life.

I'm grateful for my little family.

I'm grateful for the worry dolls that I put under my pillow last night that allowed me to sleep the night before this big day.

I'm grateful for the view.

I'm grateful for the love of my Gramma and Babushka.

I'm grateful for the strength I have.

I'm grateful for my resiliance.

I'm grateful for raw and living foods and the way they make me feel.

I'm grateful for little things like the sound of Max's echo in the tunnel before the swimming pool. And the way he jumps in, fearless and goes way down and comes up with a smile on his face. I love the way he says 'helium' and I love the way he looks at neon lights.

I love the way I love him.

I'm grateful that I have this chance; the chance to take it out. Take it out of my body. Take as much as they can. Take it away. Less is better. I'll work with what's left. I'll get rid of it. But thank you, for taking this from me now.