I mowed my lawn today. I am sure you are thinking, big deal. The last time I actually mowed my lawn was on June 19, 2003. I remember the day as if it were yesterday. I held onto the mower with one hand, while my other hand held a tissue to my nose. (I had a nosebleed that would not stop.) I did not give much thought to my perpetually dripping nose, and tried my best to go about the day. On the morning of June 20th, I would find out the cause of my nose issues-a rare, bleeding form of Leukemia. There would be no more yard work for me that summer.

Today, I conquered a demon, of sorts.  As I walked behind the mower,  I could not help but think back on that day in June of 2003. I had no idea that my life would be turned upside down and quite possibly, changed forever. I would be lying if I said that I am looking forward to cutting my own lawn again, but I am grateful that I am alive and well, and more than capable of handling this seasonal chore.  The grass may be greener on the other side, but I hope to stay on this side for awhile.