Best Week Ever??

I used to love that show (well, at least when we had cable, I loved that show). Right now, I have no idea if the show even exists. But my point has nothing to do with a show on VH1, or how other people view my life. It's about how I view my life, and the way I live my life.

Sure, things happen and they suck. I know. I've been there... lived through that. I remember watching my partner, as he fell backwards (for no apparent reason), and hit his head on the concrete, so hard. The paralysis, the sickness I felt. The blood, oh the blood oozing from every orifice of his body. The paramedics, the medical staff, the swelling, the life support. I thought he was dead before he was ever carried away in an ambulance(omg.. did I say that out loud?). But he wasn't, and he's still alive today. Fourteen days on life support can do wonders (so to speak).

I'm not sure why I am sharing this with you, with the Internets, with people I hardly even know. But I do want you to know that good can from bad.I wish Homie had never experienced a traumatic brain injury, that I had never experienced a traumatic brain injury. But, oh how I cherish life now, oh how I love now. I love him and I have so much respect for him, and so much love (did I say that already). And there is so much love in my heart. For him and for others. I think MckMama's post touched me today. I can't even fathom a year from that night, the night that it happened... at my brother's rehearsal dinner. Without warning. Don't take today for granted, just don't. Homie got a second chance, I got a second chance. Others have not.

Life life as though this is the best week ever... it's not always easy, but it can be done.

Goodnight. Cherish today.. cherish tomorrow.

Love you all!!