Timing

This past weekend I was able to spend some time at home and give my superstar wife time away with friends. And she deserves more. She is my rock.

Since she would not get in until 1:30 in the morning on a Monday, Emory moved my appointment for late in the day, which allowed me time to spend with her, get to the airport, fly down and get treated.

The timing of me getting to Emory could not have been better. As I walked in, who should be there with his son, but Charles, who opened my eyes to being an advocate for this whole process. He was there with his son, who I had the pleasure of meeting a few weeks earlier. Charles had two guests with him, and it was Bob Marcini and his daughter Deb. For those who have read all the posts you might remember Bob and the gentleman who wrote the book that opened my eyes to this amazing journey, the same book that Charles had overnighted to me. It is not often in life you get to shake the hand of someone who is so influential, but I got to. We all spent the next 15 minutes chatting and laughing. For you younger folk it was like meeting my favorite Instagram influencer. Home stretch is in sight.

21 down, 7 to go.