This evening, I was lying in the hammock (Reason # 6894759 to love The Webmeister), cuddled up with my puppy Benny, thinking about far I have come since that day seven years ago and thanking G-d for the gifts in my life today. My two wonderful children. A great relationship with a supportive guy. A lovable white fluffball to play with by day and curl up with at night. A career doing what I love, and on this very day, some great news that I hope to share very soon. A new online project with some former colleagues at the Greenwich Time/Stamford Advocate called Our Greenwich that I'm really excited about. So much to be grateful for - including that most dreadful, horrible time, seven years ago; because if I hadn't gone through that, I wouldn't be here. Plus, the experiences in the hospital gave me a lot of material I used in writing PURGE, a book I feel so passionate about.
I'm so happy and grateful to be alive, to be here, to be in my life right now, waiting to watch Obama make his speech tonight, a historic moment mingling with my own moment of personal triumph.