That makes three...
You know, I forgot to mention something a while back.
On March 21st, I arrived at a grand total of three years since my heart attack (and overall turning point in my life). I make it a point to take time every year around this time and observe this somewhat haunting anniversary date, mainly to ponder where I've been and where I'm going, but I failed to mention it here. I had full intention to do so, but I've been so busy, I had to settle for a placeholder.
I can truly say that alot's happened in that time. I've since discovered a new love, marriage, a new home, a new ride, pets(!), and many, many things about myself that I either failed to recognize or flat out avoided. And it's only been three years.
So there. Now you know.

