As I leave the year 2008 behind, half of which my sister and I successfully battled cancer, I feel like I should have a renewed philosophy on life and what’s really important.  Knowing that I’ll be in this battle for the rest of my life has changed me for the better in many ways.  

But the other day on the golf course, after hitting a 260 yard drive down the middle, and then proceeding to flub my way to a bogie on the hole, I saw my feeling of frustration as a positive.  It’s hard to explain, but for that moment, that feeling of disappointment and self-defeat was refreshing.  It meant to me that everything else wasn’t the headline story.  Sure, half our life savings has been wiped out in the recession and I could get a bad PET scan in a few weeks, but things must not be THAT bad if all I could think about for that brief time was the disbelief that it took me 3 putts from 15 feet to get the ball in the hole.  It was cathartic to grumble under my breath for a minute about something so trivial.  

I guess a better person would just be happy to be alive, and have the opportunity to spend the afternoon with a close friend on a beautiful sunny day.  But for me, feeling bad felt really good.  

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