Today marks the end of year eleven and the first day of year 12. Hard to believe I’ve traveled around the sun 11 times with this cancer. This is a copy and paste of something I wrote last year. I couldn’t say it any better.
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Much to my amazement, and that of my family, friends and medical team, today marks the anniversary of Day One of a 10 year journey with stage 4 lung cancer. My sister calls me a unicorn because 10 year survivors of this disease are not supposed to exist. At the risk of offending Descartes - I exist, therefore I am.
Another way to look at it might just be that today is Day One of Year Eleven. There is something beautiful and magical to be found in each day. Some days you have to look hard to find it but it’s there.
My greatest hope on this anniversary is that many of you join me achieving this mythical status. I hope that so many of you achieve this status that we no longer have mythical status. That we become the norm rather than the outliers. There are other unicorns out there and I’m thrilled to have met them. But I want to see more.
I’m here today because of medical research. I’m here because someone, somewhere, somewhen participated in clinical trials. I’m here because people uncounted donated to medical research. Without those two things I would not exist. Please support them. Donate. Participate.
Thank you to my family, friends and God for bringing me this far.