I wrote another letter to Danielle today. Merry Christmas, my love. It’s been way longer than I intended since I last wrote to you. I kinda feel like I just need the day with nothing else going on to devote to writing, because it can be an emotional rollercoaster. I had actually taken a day off work for my birthday, but then Torin was sick and had to stay home that day, so I was busy being a daddy instead. Anyways, I miss you. It’s the little things that are hitting me now. The other week, I activated a free few months of satellite radio that I got from having Stevahn serviced at the dealership, and hearing 90s music made me think of listening to music with you, and I cried the whole way home from my parents’. And just yesterday, I went to pick up the Doat from Pet Supplies Plus where my mom had dropped him off to get groomed, and the last time I’d been there was when you and I were taking him there for puppy school, and I had to pull myself together before walking in. Not all car-rel...
Life changed quickly when I found out I had a brain tumor on January 14th, 2011, and that that tumor was cancer on the 27th. This is the documentation of my life since cancer, the ups, downs, and in-betweens, and most importantly, finding One Less Thing To Worry About... every step, every day.