Sunday Mornings

Rainy morning in Woodacre, days of rain and blustery conditions as I continue my steady healing process after being grasped and jostled by that human frailty known commonly as Cancer. I suffer from a non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, a cancer that came on rapidly and took me to deaths door in a matter of a few short months. Thankfully the latest treatments, a combination of Chemo Therapy and Imuno infusions proved to be more than a match for this insidious disease…I have received 5 treatments and my last pet scan showed the cancer was in full remission. Bullet dodging a personal specialty…My oncologists have prescribed 2 more Chemo treatments as insurance policy, and by summer I’m hopeful of regained weight and strength . Whats it all about anyway? Luck of the draw, hand you are dealt, wrong place , wrong time, you name it…I knew intuitively that optimism and confidence in my fate would go a long way in the unfolding saga and tried to greet each new day as the latest above ground, and Lordy that’s a beautiful thing…so here I am again…Off the Facebook platform and coming at you in a more direct mode, From This Moment On being the title of one of my favorite Cole Porter songs and a philosophical starting point, universal and spiritual at its core , reachable on every level and every dimension…Who am I now.? 72, cancer survivor,devoted husband, old house painter, ready to do a little singing, ready to do a little writing,political to the core, sports fan with focus on the Warriors, great turn around on their season, Tennis both men and women’s , and of course the ill fated 49ers grasping defeat from the jaws of victory as the Shanahan curse continues with nauseating familiarity…So look for me here, now is the time, this is the place, I welcome each and everyone of you, From This Moment On Blog, Andy Giddings, at your service…