5 Year Anniversary

As I sat in a service honoring a very well respected, kind, yet somewhat irreverant man this evening, it dawned on me that today is the 5 year anniversary of my second chance on life.  I wondered....if things would have turned out differently would I have been as well thought of as Phil was?  Did I have the same outlook on life as he did?  He faced two rounds of serious cancer issues with grace and determination, all the while keeping a perspective on life that was unique and hopeful.  My outlook has become somewhat shaded in the last few years.  I've let life jade me a bit.  I've got to decide exactly what I want to do with what time I have left on this earth, and at my age, that is awfully intimidating.

Five years ago, all I was wanting to do was take another breath.  Once they remove you bad heart, your new one either has to work or you'll die...pretty simple as that.  For some reason that I can't fathom, some family suffered the ultimate sacrifice which allowed me to have this second chance.  Am I doing all I can to make that sacrifice worthwhile?

The typical life span of a transplant patient is 15 years.  I am one third of the way through it.  I take @ 40 pills a day to allow me to live.  When I agreed to go on the list, this was the life I agreed to.  Now, I have to decide what I want to do with it.