My father sent me the link above. It's a remarkable video. At the end of its ten glorious minutes, I found myself wanting more - my point being, take/make the time to watch it.

I'm so glad my father sent this to me. Yesterday I was in a cranky mood - not to be confused with sad. When I have any sad moments they have nothing to do with my illness. My sads focus on all the stuff that has always made me sad, which usually involves how much I miss my family. Yesterday I was cranky because I am so sick-to-death of whiners - those who lug around a cup half empty or one that is totally empty. I want to grab people by the scruff and sternly suggest, "Where is your gratitude! You need some gratitude? Come over for a cup of coffee. Let's visit. I'll share some of my gratitude with you - I've got plenty of gratitude and will gladly share it with you." I don't understand where all the gratitude has gone. Why people are so whiny? What's happened to us? It's disgraceful.

My father and I both have serious illnesses. We're both terminal, but I have a slight edge with a Hail Mary chance with a double lung transplant. Interestingly, neither of us knows the true course of our illness. Both are unpredictable to some extent and that levels the playing field for all of us because none of us is able to predict with certainty the longevity of our journey on this great big beautiful earth of ours. This uncertainty we all live with must have originally spurred the birth of hope.

For some odd reason people have always assumed I've traveled a lot. I haven't. My life has been quite tiny. Just this week my life became tinier. It's flu/cold season. I must measure my risks carefully when mingling beyond my home. A cold could be lethal.

I consider myself conceptual with my approach to life. I've recently hatched a plan and put it in motion. I'm buying bricks. I'm researching places that are fundraising with the sale of engraved bricks. I'm paving my journey around the world. My name is going to appear in the oddest locales and that amuses me to no end, and at the same time my donations satisfy my passion for philanthropy. (Good God that sounds so fussy.) This is becoming such a grand adventure for me. I'm making a list for my children so they'll know all the places they can find me... but I pray most that I'll always be found in their hearts.

Okay. So watch the video. Though I already have huge gratitude, I felt refreshed, renewed. I love my life! Please love yours. Happy Thanksgiving.


P.S. TS, I could easily imagine you being the narrator to the video. You inspire.