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Approximately 8 months after dad passed away, a bleeding ulcer almost ended my life. I won’t go into the horrific details, other than to say there was a lot of blood. The emergency room doctors, at one point, guessed that I may have around 2 hours left to live, because my organs were shutting down.
I was confined to ICU for 4 days. The news the first two days scared me to death.
I asked God for help, and made him a promise.
At the time I entered ICU, I weighed approximately 270 lbs.
To make a long story short, I came out of ICU and went to work. I lost a hundred pounds in 11 months and another 18 pounds over the next few years.
I set 5 long range running goals, and completed them successfully one after another. The completion of the last one left me with a, kind of a empty feeling.
I decided to run across America and to do it to raise awareness and money for the Alzheimer’s Association.
My promise was simple . . . If God would get me out of the hospital alive, I would get myself in good shape physically and mentally and spend the rest of my life helping as many people as possible, without regard to my future.
I’ve had my ups and downs with the promise, but, I think most of the time I have done well with it.
“Of all the preposterous assumptions of humanity over humanity, nothing exceeds most of the criticisms made on the habits of the poor by the well housed, well warmed, and well-fed.” Herman Melville
This quote, for me, feels extremely important.
“When professionals told Lauren she ‘couldn’t’ or ‘wouldn’t,’ she worked harder – sometimes to the point of exhaustion. Barriers and limitations put before her became a personal challenge to let people know she is worthy of high ideals and capable of great expectations”
Lauren Elizabeth Potter is an American actress, best known for her role as Becky Jackson in the television show Glee.
Sometimes I sit and think about all the plans I have made, goals, stuff like that. If I think of it in one way long enough, it seems like I have been able to do what I wanted to most of the time. If I think about it long enough another way, it seems like I haven’t been able to keep my plans much.
One of the things I feel good about though is that I try most of the time to do what’s important, at that time. No, I don’t do that all the time, sometimes the breeze blows me around. But, I do a lot of the times , you know, do what’s most important.
Life sure is good. I keep going physically and mentally to try and stay in good shape, as good as possible anyway.
To me, life gives us, or we hunt for what matters to us, and some things are worth the “never give up.”
My individuality matters. I pick what, when, where and how, because it’s my life. Life is good.
My friend Melvin found out my dad had passed away, so he called and asked me to meet him for breakfast two days after the funeral. I looked forward to seeing him.
The day before our meeting, his son called to let me know that Melvin had passed away in the night.
This post is not meant to induce sorrow, although it does. It’s meant to remind how vulnerable we all are, and that every second we have is a gift.
“Go forward bravely. Fear nothing. Trust in God; all will be well.” Joan of Arc