Someone commented today that they love the life (me personally) I have. What a wonderful thing to say. Truth is, I’ve always had a reasonably good life (some difficult challenges along the way, for sure), but I enjoy it a whole heck of a lot more since beating lung disease a few years ago. Suddenly, I am so much less stressed about everything, and worry less about what could happen and more just enjoy/experience what is. Walter White in Breaking Bad was telling his Brother In Law how all those years he was so worried then he is given a fatal diagnosis and he sleeps like a baby — that is so true. Go figure. Honestly, I wish everyone in life could experience this at some point – the absolute low and then the peaceful bliss after. It is definitely a truly terrible and truly wonderful gift all wrapped up in one.