American Heart Association

Well, here it is. The one year anniversary of my heart attack. What's different? What's the same?

This has been more difficult to write than I thought. I wrote a bunch of stuff, but I erased it all.

I think what I'm discovering is that most of the "things" in my life are the same. Same activities, same stuff.

But, I think I am different. Not that I miss the way I thought, or the way I lived. Many things are better now. I'm not so concerned about being late, or worrying about getting things done. I sleep in more, I watch more movies. There are things that I still need to work on - I'm still not completely comfortable trusting myself.

I miss my sister, I wish she had somehow found a way to get better earlier.

I'm grateful that I'm still here, and I wonder what life around me would be like if I hadn't been able to make it.

I don't think I have any answers, but lots of questions still. I felt like I needed to mark this date with something, but I'm not sure why. I hope next I year I completely forget it, and only remember later.

Thanks for being there for me throughout this past year. It's been a doozy.