So, I know I’m a sarcastic bastard sometimes… But honestly, there are times that I just have to stop and marvel at how lucky I am to have such amazing people in my life.
I have teammates at work whom I adore, and who (whether in person in Charlotte or NYC, or across the country/planet) make working such a pleasure… Or, depending on the day, at least bearable 🙂
I have friends who give their time, attention, and affection from/in the various cities in which I’ve lived… Or sometimes spend money to come visit me wherever I am and bring a smile to my face.
I have a mother who calls me over and over again, leaving virtually identical voicemails, and takes it graciously when I accuse her of being a stalker and tell her that eight calls and six voicemails in one day is excessive.
I am surrounded, physically and virtually, by wonderful people who for some bizarre reason trust, respect, and love me. I find myself confronted with smiling faces, emails, instant messages, and txt msgs from terrific human beings who could do a lot better than me.
And I have a truly phenomenal fiancé who has, against all reason and sense, agreed to marry me… Who puts up with all manner of annoyances and eccentricities and, yes, bullshit, all because he loves me and inexplicably wants to spend the rest of his life with me.
I am a very fortunate man to have all of you in my life. And though I don’t say so enough, I’m often overwhelmed by the enormity of it all… And I’m very grateful.
Thank you. Truly.