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Next week is the two year anniversary of my heart attack. Pretty much every day of the year I pretend it never happened. It's coming up and I feel a little emotional and a little scared. I work out and I try to eat well (most of the time), but I still have a blocked artiery in my heart.
I'm glad I've lived another two years. I got to see the new Indiana Jones movie and I'll get to see the new Star Wars series. Yes, I'm a dork.
My only wish is that when I do go one day, I will have some kind of impact on someone other than my family. That they might be better for knowing me and me them. My life isn't hard by any means. I just want to say I left some kind of imprint on this planet however small when my time is up.