I, not events, have the power to make me happy:

When I get up in the mornings, it’s there.

When I go running in the morning, it’s there. 

Throughout the entire day, it’s there.  

When I go to bed, it’s there.

I can’t get it out of my head.

It’s changed the way I see things; everything.

But I have a choice.

I can choose to see the things I can do, or the things I can’t do.

I choose to see the things that I can do.

It’s my choice to make.

Cancer can’t make that choice for me.

The great philosopher, Groucho Marx said,

Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself:

I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy.

I can choose which it shall be.

Yesterday is dead; tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet.

I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.

Thank you cancer for changing the way I see things.

Thank you for making me realize the choice is mine, not yours.

I might not always make the right choice, but today I choose to be happy.

It looks like I will be having my robotic radical prostatectomy surgery on July 30 but no confirmation yet.  If it is July 30 I might be able to run the San Francisco marathon on July 27 if the Dr. gives me the ok.