One of the positives about this whole experience, yes there are a few, are all the new friendships I’ve made during this journey. There is Jason, who because of someone wearing one of our golf hats, contacted me about his ‘Warrior Combines’ event. Although we’ve only known each other for a little over a year, I feel as if I’ve known him all my life. There are also a number of online friends that I have not had the opportunity to meet in person, but I know they are as close as the keyboard, of if needed, just a phone call away.
Another relatively new friendship that I am blessed with is with a fellow PC survivor named John. John is down to earth, honest, funny and just an all around good guy. He is a local news anchor here in KC. He provides me with inspiriation, as well as confidence to beat this menacing disease. The background on how we met and the story of our friendship was recently captured in a magazine article in a local publication “435 South”. http://www.flhw.org/in-the-press/40-print/113-qthe-buddy-systemq.html. The writer did a great job of capturing our stories and promoting our message of the importance to go get tested.
Here is one of the pictures that didn’t make the cut… I like it better than the one they did use!
I didn’t get here alone
That road’s just too rough and long
I might be the one the spotlight’s on
But, I didn’t get here alone
Yeah, I know I didn’t get here alone
Ain’t got no trouble in my life
No foolish dream to make me cry
I’m never frightened or worried
You know I always get by.
I heat up
I cool down
Something gets in my way I go around it
Don’t let life get me down
Gonna take it the way that I found it
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Through all the ups and downs of this battle, the one thing, aside from the support of Mary, family and friends, that is a constant and that is music.
For you regulars you know my taste is all over the place. When I wrote this on Wednesday I had already listened to a variety consisting on amongst others; Peter Frampton, Frank Zappa, Jason Aldean, Kenny Chesney, Dave Brubeck and Keb Mo.
It’s the escape, the flood of memories, the highs, the lows, the smiles, the tears. I never learned to play an instrument, I wish I had. No regrets becasue not being able to play has not tempered my love for music.
I have spent the past three days in San Antonio at a conference for work. While it was very educational, I also had the opportunity to spend time with a few people that have become important to me since I began my battle with prostate cancer.
On Tuesday, I had lunch with John W. John’s blog is linked on the left. He lives in Austin and has CLL. Over the past few years we have become good friends and for him to drive down from Austin just to have lunch was an incredible act of kindness. I’ll post the picture here after he sends it over.
Tuesday night, I had dinner with Mark H. Mark and I met at the conference I attended in Los Angeles last month. We had some really great sushi and exchanged a number of stories, thoughts and perspectives on prostate cancer. Like John W he traveled about 70 miles to join me, I really appreciate it Mark!!!
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For the golf tournament I had created a CD based of the music that I have mentioned within this blog – but I forgot to play it.
In case you are interested, here’s the song list: