I am torn. I have the compulsion here to dive deep into the I am day and dissect the many moments spent doing memory-worthy things, such as breakfast with Tommy or taking my mom to chemo treatments—the delivery of the range that Jennifer will enjoy using over any comprised second choice. Playing with Lucky. Enjoying a wonderful jazz performance and being introduced to "Here's to Life" in an almost scripted fashion. I want to dive into all of this more extensively, but I am fading, and will simply capture the bullet points here, for now. "Here's to Life", indeed.
