WOW! My Soul Got A Band-Aid

Finger slice and wound healed.  I'm back.  My post, since reading back and finding I've been remiss, isn't going to be about any Prostate Cancer Treatment Secrets that those of you may be facing.  Nope, this blog is selfish time.

As some of you may or may not remember last year I went up to the family vacation property by myself and I was chased by the ghosts of my past.  My disease coupled with my revisiting long past family was in the dark of by myself was, well, scary for me.

This year I returned for a far different experience.  I've been going up there since I was sixteen.  A lot of my life has happened up there.  No different this trip.  I seemed calmer than last year.  I seemed to let the ghosts go and concentrate on my happiness and how I was going to pursue that happiness for myself and the ones I care about most.

I, with my cane [I promised I would always have my cane] explored, took photos and soaked in this most of miraculous of places.  As I spent the quick two days I felt pieces of the universe click.  Just like they always do when up there but somehow more.  Way more!  I felt like myself and mine were going to be alright and an overwhelming sense of peace was mine to wear.

Why am I writing this?  You as the reader didn't expect this from this blog.  I'm writing this because I think that by putting it down on "paper"  I might be saying thank you.  

Talk to you later

P.S.  Tomorrow!  Exciting news about Zolodex and Days Later Provenge