One interesting (at least to me) side note about when we are moving, as the moving van will show up at our place in Bothell on Monday, June 25, 2007.
For those of you that do not know, I am a six year survivor of advanced (Stage IIIA) testicular cancer. The disease initially presented itself as a grapefruit sized tumor in my left lung. This was right around the time Max was born, so we had our hands full. Anywho, after consulting with the several doctors and having several CT scans, chest x-rays, tests, and an fun little thing called a mediastenoscopy, we decided that the tumor had to come out. Which meant that I was, more than likely, going to lose the lung as well.
All this upheaval gave rise to some interesting reflection and discussion with Amy, internally, and with all our friends and family. One thing I came to realize, in rather abrupt fashion, is that family and friends are really what matters in this life. If you don't have that, then you are missing out on the best parts of this life. Friends that mow your lawn when you too sick to, friends that shave their heads when you are undergoing chemo, family that comes to doctors appointments with you, family that spends hours in the hospital comforting your wife and newborn son, and family & friends that understand what making a change for the better really means and encourages you to take that path.
Anyways, that surgery to remove my left lung happened (I did lose the whole lung) and that was the beginning of the path that has lead us to Pullman.
The surgery happened on June 25, 2001...It was a Monday then too...
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