#3285

Today – I am 9 years old.
I woke up from major surgery.
I had said – in my quiet time that morning – it’s an either / or.
I will stop being in my “earth suit” (thank you, Elmer Floyd) – or –
I will wake up.
If the second, it means You aren’t done with me yet.
That’s what happened 3285 days ago.
Still here.
Still throwing light.
Still loving you.

And – I guess I’m willing to embrace the “whatever”.

Smiling.

– RG