|Me in the emergency room last year - in shock|
Today is one year anniversary of my leg injury.
To remind new readers of this blog what happened at approximately 11:09 PM, on a very cold (5 degrees) and windy night as I left my shift at the hotel where I work. As I was rounding the corner of the building after checking to make sure the doors were locked (something I do every night after my shift is over and on my way to my car), I stepped on frozen ice from a drainpipe on the side of the building.
But you know what folks? Even though I went through my own personal Hell this time last year, I am so thankful that I am here today to write about it and to look forward to many more days in good health in this, my life.
One day all this (my life) will come to an end. I hope it's not a violent and painful and humiliating end but my life will end, that is for sure. All of our lives will end. Mine perhaps sooner than most of you who read this blog. And that's because I'm an Old Fart. I have lived a long time and have had and continue to have a wonderful life.
So today I remember this time last year when I took a "pause" in this wonderful life of mine. Perhaps that fall was fated just to remind me of what a good life I do have. I know this, I have a new appreciation of life.