The Power of a Positive Outlook...

Life has been all around craziness. I am in the midst of cleaning my apartment and blogging while the bathroom floor dries. I feel the need to clean the entire place and will hopefully do so by bedtime. I haven't really been in the mood to blog in the last while. This past year has been really crazy. I haven't really talked about why it's been crazy on this public forum because I really wasn't ready, but I think I've come to grips with it.


My dad was diagnosed with cancer last November. It's been an interesting journey thus far. He had the cancerous tumor removed last December and we were hoping that would be the end of it. It wasn't. My dad started aggressive chemotherapy in January and he will continue until the end of July. He is the most amazing man I have ever met. He has never said, "why me?". He has had such a positive outlook throughout the entire process and he smiles and jokes with everyone to ease any tension or worry. The morning he went in to have his major surgery to have his colon resected he saw how nervous I was. He cracked a joke with one of the nurses just to see me smile. I am so proud to have him as my father. Even when things are tough he looks at the bright side of things. On one of my last trips home as we were walking the dog he said to me, "I'm so glad that I'm retired and that I don't have to worry about putting food on the table for you and your brothers. Could you imagine if this would have happened ten years ago?" My dad is such an inspiration to me and he makes me so proud each and every day. He gets up and goes to work (yes, he is only retired from one job) and he does tons of different things to keep him busy. He is half way done with chemo and I hope that he continues in good spirits.

I have so much to be thankful for. Sure there are roadblocks in life, but it all about the way that you deal with them. Even in my late twenties, my father is still teaching me and showing me new ways to look at the hand that we are dealt in life.