Ten years ago today an accident nearly killed me.

This morning I’m reflecting on a how grateful I am for a supportive community, co-workers who stepped up to carry my workload, friends far and near who offered prayers and words of encouragement,and especially my family, who put up with me during a long and slow recovery. My wife is a saint.

Of course today is just another day. But it’s also a milestone, a marker along the road, reminding me how far I have come. And reminding me I have not walked this road alone.

My first two grandchildren were born this year. Both of them have fallen asleep in my arms several times. What a gift it is to meet them, to be alive to see them come into this world.

I’m grateful for the thousand kindnesses, and for ten years to begin to pay them forward to others who need similar care.