Here I am once again writing after a long absence. It’s a Friday night and I am sitting here realizing how lucky I am to have my health and my family and my job. What has brought this new found appreciation you ask? Over the past week I learned one of my friends was assaulted and left for dead on a downtown city street. He survived the attack and is now on a long road to what we hope will be a full recovery. During this time I had gone to see him in the hospital and was not prepared for what I saw. To see a friend and co-worker in a state where his memory has been affected due to severe brain trauma as well as the person you knew before has disappeared before your eyes is quite an emotional rollercoaster I hope all of you never have to go through in your lifetime. I fear for my friend. I fear he will never be able to live independently again and to what degree will his standard of living be. The brain is a complicated and amazing organ capable of regenerating itself over time. I sincerely hope with all of my being that my friend will triumph over this hurdle and come back to us as the person we remember him as. If not, then we will care for him and nourish his soul to give him the best possible life there can be. Andrew you are in my thoughts and prayers.
