Chad Deal 9:17 p.m., May 25
A Few Musings Before My Birthday...
"Well, little, princess, think this party is the pits? Enjoy it while it lasts...we'll soon be blown to bits!" --Wierd Al Yankovic, from his version of "Happy Birthday To You."
Monday, October 5th, marks a transition day. Lee "Hacksaw" Hamitton takes over the drive-time slot at XX Sports Radio, ESPN Radio gains a new outlet (98.9FM), and the Padres clean out their lockers and make ready for their "after-season" lives yet again.
Oh, almost forgot. I turn 46 as of zero-dark hundred, 5-Oct-09. I never thought that I would make it this far...and that day will be one where I spend most of it in quiet relection--and celebrate it alone yet again.
I still look forward to each year when I pass that milestone, for I have survived yet another year. By all rights, I should be safely in the next realm...physical abuse, sexual molestation, MRSA, Cushing's Syndrome, Schizo-Affective Disorder, Working In A Nuclear Power Plant--survived them all, with only Schizo-Affective Disorder still around to torment me (check previous entry in this blog regarding mental illness for more).
Still, I have found that I'm good for some things... Being an excellent cook; writing well enough for others to enjoy, knowing that my brain is my most attractive part of my body; having a voracious appetite for books; getting folks to smile; a sense of humor that may seem unseen--but comes out at just the right moment; having a warm, loving, and caring heart; being able to hug somebody and get them to feel safe; a ferocious sense of justice and ethics; and hands that can soothe when called upon.
Born in Washington D.C; bred in Fresno, California; lived most of my time on Earth in Oregon (Willamette Valley), and California (Bay Area, San Joaquin Valley, San Diego County)...that's me! I've seen both tragedy (9/11 on TV in the break room at Target Escondido, the aftermath of the OKC bombing, watching a friend jump from a freeway overpass in La Mesa on TV), and triumph (Graduation from Lemoore High School, Lemoore, CA on 2-Jun-1982, leaving Palomar Medical Center on 26-May-05 alive after my battle with MRSA, gaining my own apartment (on my own credit) on 28-Feb-08).
I leave you for this entry with a final thought: "I Think...Therefore I am! I Love... Therefore I am! I Live...Therefore I am!"
Less than six days to go until I turn the page and start anew!