3.31.2004
Sometimes, in life, it's impossible to know where and how to take that next crucial step.
I'm often tempted to falter and fail, discouraged by the elusiveness of an ultimate goal.
At times like these, I'm so thankful for those who stop to lend me a helping hand.
At times like these, I feel so alone...but I look around, and I'm not.
At times like these, I realize that we're all figuring it out as we go along.
Loneliness may indeed be the human condition. But through a mere smile, a slight pressure of the hand, or a kind word (a five-second interaction is all it takes), each of us somehow finds the strength to make it through.
To all my family and friends: thank you. And I love you.
I'm often tempted to falter and fail, discouraged by the elusiveness of an ultimate goal.
At times like these, I'm so thankful for those who stop to lend me a helping hand.
At times like these, I feel so alone...but I look around, and I'm not.
At times like these, I realize that we're all figuring it out as we go along.
Loneliness may indeed be the human condition. But through a mere smile, a slight pressure of the hand, or a kind word (a five-second interaction is all it takes), each of us somehow finds the strength to make it through.
To all my family and friends: thank you. And I love you.
3.26.2004
"Honestly, I look at this like war. If this was WW1/2 or 'nam I'd be 19-21: the ripe age for a soldier. Those wars were fought by guys my age and just like my situation, the war was due to forces largely beyond their control. I didn't ask for this war... but it's my war to fight. Often the soldiers were placed in situations with little hope of them surviving, but there was still hope.... it never completely fades.
"The cancer can not defeat me.
All it can possibly do is kill me,
But it shall not defeat me."
A fighter till the end.
In memory of Vince Fazari, July 6, 1982 - March 25, 2004
"The cancer can not defeat me.
All it can possibly do is kill me,
But it shall not defeat me."
A fighter till the end.
In memory of Vince Fazari, July 6, 1982 - March 25, 2004
3.25.2004
Someone who was once with us is gone.
With the shock of the news came, well, shock. He was young. The last time I saw him he was perfectly healthy.
Over the past five years, how many times have I missed the occasional Shad reunion because I wasn't in town and it was a bit of an inconvenience to get there, because, I admit, I just didn't feel like it? How many opportunities to reconnect with old acquaintances have I let slip between my fingers?
How many tenuous or frayed communication lines that maintain friendships could have, should have been more tightly tethered and strengthened with an occasional phone call, chats over coffee, a letter or email?
What a wake-up call.
From now on I need to get out of this box. Reach out and reconnect with the people I care about and love.
Yes. That means you.
With the shock of the news came, well, shock. He was young. The last time I saw him he was perfectly healthy.
Over the past five years, how many times have I missed the occasional Shad reunion because I wasn't in town and it was a bit of an inconvenience to get there, because, I admit, I just didn't feel like it? How many opportunities to reconnect with old acquaintances have I let slip between my fingers?
How many tenuous or frayed communication lines that maintain friendships could have, should have been more tightly tethered and strengthened with an occasional phone call, chats over coffee, a letter or email?
What a wake-up call.
From now on I need to get out of this box. Reach out and reconnect with the people I care about and love.
Yes. That means you.
3.15.2004
Sometimes in this self-absorbed bubble of mine, it's hard to maintain perspective.
That there's a whole world out there, that my thoughts and actions can usually indirectly affect others - I forget all this in the cocoon of my quiet abode.
And there's probably something I can do about this.
That there's a whole world out there, that my thoughts and actions can usually indirectly affect others - I forget all this in the cocoon of my quiet abode.
And there's probably something I can do about this.
