This Time’s A Charm Interview & Book Review

Everybody wants to go to Heaven, but nobody wants to go now!”  – Kenny Chesney 
This Times A Charm by Donald Wilhelm
This Time's A Charm by Donald Wilhelm

Well I have the honor of being the last stop on Donald Wilhelm’s “This Time’s A Charm” blog book tour.  Before getting into my interview with  Donald below, I have to say that I wasn’t sure about reading another cancer book even if he had survived Hodgkins Lymphoma 4 times. Having lost a college roommate to cancer, watching my mom, cousins, aunts and most recently my own wife deal with breast cancer, another book on cancer just didn’t really appeal to me. I’d done a lot of research on my wife’s behalf to help her through her battle against breast cancer this past year and we are just beginning to get our post-cancer lives back.  But such as life we find inspiration in all kinds of places from all kinds of people and all kinds of actions.www.thistimesacharm.com or click here to go directly to the Amazon.com purchase page.  I have personally purchased an additional copy for a friend and fellow parent who is similarly diagnosed to Donald.  If you haven’t read the previous blog tour entries, follow this schedule:

I found Donald’s book to be inspiring, insightful, honest, and just relevant to what I needed. In life I always look for inspiration to help myself and others, and for my mother and wife when they battled breast cancer I always pointed to Lance Armstrong and his mental toughness.  There are other celebrity examples out there like Christina Applegate, Sheryl Crow and Patrick Swayze, but Donald’s story hit me not only as a good story about cancer, but a story about life.  You see, although it helps, I don’t think you need to be someone touched by cancer to get something out of Donald’s book.  Donald’s story doesn’t glamorize anything about his battle and survival which makes it more real and something that anyone touched by cancer or going through troubled times can relate to.  Donald takes us through the cold reality of each one of his treatments and surgeries and provides a non-clinical view of what the patient goes through emotionally and physically.  Better yet, what Donald does is=2 0typical of his personality.  He doesn’t question things without giving his own opinion or answer.  He always has his own solution for coping with what a cancer patient will go through.

If you are a Carpe Diem person, someone who believes in the power of positive thinking, or just finds inspiration in real life stories that give you that extra push to remind you about how much you need to respect life and all that surrounds you, then this book is one that I recommend.

I happened to finish this book as I took my wife for a Valentine’s Day in Las Vegas to see Elton John. For me this was my way of saying to my wife that we should get moving with life and start trying to put cancer behind us.  It was my wife’s first trip, time away from our kids and time to think of her own pleasure and happiness.  As I hit the end of the book and took in it’s messages as our plane descended into Vegas, I found myself nudging my wife and having her read passage after passage.  I saw her smiling, nodding and crying as she read each page.  She got it.  It was time to start living her life

I’m not going to give away the key messages of the book because everyone will take something different from it, but I have some questions for Donald in an interview that will hopefully give you some insight to parts of the book that I really related to the most (especially as a caregiver).

Route53: Donald, let me just s ay that your story is inspiring on some many levels.  Even without the message of surviving cancer 4 times I would have found your book inspiring.  As a caregiver my first thought was to read who you dedicated the book to: Your wife Amy, friends, family and doctor.  As I hit the end of the first page I had to recheck my facts.  It talks about your wife Sara (not Amy).  It always saddens me to read about a spouse who leave s their loved one at a time of need (What the heck happedned to “in sickness and in health”?).  As I read about your separation and other parts of your life I seemed to notice you let people leave your life fairly easily.  Is this just the way you wrote the book to not dwell on those matters?  Were you not wanting to drag loved ones into your cancer world?

DW: Well, I spent a lot of time while I was isolated with the disease and really took the time to evaluate some of my “friendships” at the time.  There’s nothing like a life-threatening disease to help you quickly sift through true friends from the others.  What I found was that most of the people I had been spending time with seem to be “takers” and I was always the one that had to be “giving.”  I came to realize how draining that had been on me and I knew it couldn’t not continue, nor should it.  Life is short.  I now choose to spend my time with positive-natured people who only add to my life and don’t detract
from it.

Route53: Although you have fought a strong battle on your own, for me there are three major people who were the core of your battle.  In your book, you touch on surrounding yourself with the right people so I would like to focus on these caregivers.  Let’s first talk about your choice of  Dr. Jeff.  In the book you talk about how you chose him.  What further insight can you tell us about Dr. Jeff that you found was fitting for you, not just as a doctor, but as a person.  Tell us about your relationship with Dr. Jeff today.

DW:  Dr. Jeff is simply awesome.  He’s very down-to-Earth, yet he is an excellent doctor who’s always up on the latest studies and research.  I frankly have no idea how he has enough time in any given day to do what he does.  Today, our relationship is as strong as possible.  He respects me as a patient who runs his own healthcare team and I respect him as
the quarterback, counting on him to think out-of-the-box at times and run an audible if necessary.

Route53: My favorite person in your book is your cousin Dave, a totally selfless person (although I laughed at the halfway house he created for people and pets).  Give Dave a big high five for me.  He did more for you than most spouses do for their own loved ones who are suffering from cancer.  He just seems to be a guy who puts everyone before himself.  Tell us about Dave and the relationship you have with him.  What makes him special in your mind that allows him to just give all he has to anyone.  Were you two very close before the cancer arrived?

DW: Dave and I were close before my diagnosis.  I always said we were part cousins, part brothers and part best friends.  I can’t tell you what makes him tick, because honestly, most of the time I’m left scratching my head trying to figure him out.  But the one steadfast quality he has, that everyone knows about, is that if you’re in need you can and should count on him.

Route53: Your second wife Amy is obviously a special person to you and helped you with much of the shaping of your life as it is today. My college roommate got married to his highschool sweetheart while he was suffering from cancer as well. If I could have changed one thing about your book, it is that you would have found Amy 5 years earlier.  You talk about how Amy didn’t flinch when you told her about your cancer.  Tell us what it is about her that is different from your first wife and your other relationship that you had during your battle with cancer.  Perhaps Amy knew what she was signing up for in a relationship with you?  Is it that she has dealt with cancer before?  At the same time, what made you ready to let someone new close into your life at that point in time?

DW:  Amy really is an incredible person.  She has a heart of gold and simply loves to help other people.  But the reason that she was able to stand by me, no matter what, is that she truly understands that none of us are guaranteed any amount of time in this life.  Most people say things like, “well, you never know when you’re number will be up.”  But I find that when push comes to shove, these same folks panic and cower in fear of death.  Amy understands death and isn’t overly afraid of it.  That being said, she maintains a healthy zest for life and we live each day to the fullest.  Like Kenny Chesney said, “Everybody wants to go to Heaven, but nobody wants to go now!”  😉

Route53:  We had the same issue as you with the psychiatrist. When my own wife chose to see a psychiatrist before her bilateral mastectomy, I asked if that doctor had gone through cancer and she hadn’t.  At that time I told my wife I didn’t think she needed this woman’s advice.  It was the first appointment I didn’t go to with my wife and she became so anxious after her visit that she had to start taking Ativan again.  I just want you to know that you would make the perfect psychiatrist for cancer patients.  Have you realized that you have become the answer for what you yourself needed?  I noticed on another blog that you are continuing to help with Dr. Jeff’s patients.

DW:  Actually, that’s a great way to put that.  I do, now, know that the answers I need were inside of me all the time.  I have simply learn to ask different questions of myself, thereby making the game of life a bit easier to win.  And why wouldn’t we do it that way?

As for me becoming a therapist, I kinda already view myself as such, but in a very informal manner.  I’m trained by life, and my advice is simple and hard hitting.  In fact, this is the reason that I wrote my book.  So that whomever needed or wanted to fully understand my story, could just pick up a copy and read it at their own pace.  I’ve found most people have been reading it multiple times and gaining more perspectives from it each time.

Route53: Chapter 11 and the catchy title you give it was that rough point in your battle.  In a way I looked at it as an almost necessary evil. My feeling is that everyone hits that point in their recovery.  Maybe not as reckless as you became, but I’m sure there are people who can relate to that chapter in some small way.   Like you I believe in experiential learning.  I’m sure you got something positive out of that time of your life.  Can you share with us what experiences or learnings you got out of that time of your life helped shape your philosphy today? 

DW:  I think the most important lessons I learned from that period of my life was to watch your emotions and actively managed them.  It’s hard for me to really remember that time of my life and what I must have been feeling inside.  I must have been very lonely.  Fortunately now, I know that I’ll never end up in the place again.

Route53:  You ask your readers to read Dr. Phil’s “Self Matters” and Rhonda Walker’s, “The Secret”.  Do you have any other good inspirational books or articles that we should read? Have you be en inspired in your battle?  If so, who has been your inspiration?

DW: I’d definitely recommend Anthony Robbins’ “Now Awaken the Giant Within.”

Route53:  What have you personally gained from writing this book that you didn’t expect or maybe were not quite expecting? 

DW:  Great question Erik.  Well I’d say the biggest surprise is my readers’ responses to it.  I was hopeful that everyone would like the book, but the depth of the feedback I get is overwhelming at times.  My book seems to touch people in a way that really makes a positive and LASTING impact on their lives.  That’s an incredible feeling for me!

 SUMMARY: If you want to purchase This Time’s A Charm, please go to: www.thistimesacharm.com   I have personally purchased an additional copy for a friend and fellow parent who is similarly diagnosed to Donald.  If you haven’t read the previous blog tour entries, follow this schedule:

“This Time’s a Charm” Cancer Blog Book Tour Schedule

Hope Springs Eternal

I love the mornings! I clap my hands every morning and say, ‘This is gonna be a great day!’  – Dicky Fox from the movie, “Jerry Maguire”

I don’t know what it is about Spring.  Maybe it’s the first glorious sunny day after day after day of rain a nd cold nights.  Sometimes it isn’t even the sun.  For me, I turned on my radio and hurt the soft and velvety voice of Jon Miller, the voice of the San Francisco Giants.  Yes, Spring Training Baseball!  When I hear his voice I can feel the armth of Phoenix coming from the radio and just hearing the simle crack of the bat and oohs and ahhs from the crowd put me in a whole different world.  Growing up in San Francisco it used to be the grand fatherly tenor voice of Lon Simmons but Jon Miller has effectively taken over.

I listened to a casual baseball game on the internet as I worked yesterday.  The score didn’t matter, but the chatter amongst the announcers about the weather, what they did in the off season somehow entertained me as I flew through my work and long after the game was over I found myself smiling as I completed task after task.  It is a funny thing what the mind does when things seem bright and cheery!  Every Spring people want to throw things out, put things behind them and just bloom like a new flower.  I can’t say that I’m any different this year.

Baseball is America’s Past-time and many say it mirrors life more than any other sport.  Everyone shows up in Arizona and Florida in the Spring with high expectations and hopes, but come Winter, only a few really stand tall.  And then again each Spring it starts all over again.  There has been history and pageantry and many children remember sitting there ata game with their parent in the warmer summer sun eating hot dogs and drinking soda while watching their heroes (Giants) battle their enemies (Dodgers).  If you are lucky like me, you get to live your life near great men such as Willie Mays who as a black man in the 50s became friends with my Asian grandfather  and the two of them would talk about being minorities in San Francisco.  I still have my Willie Mays autographed baseball that he signed for me in the freezer of my granfather’s butcher shop and remember my grandfather with his hand on my shoulder saying how I just met a man with a strong internal fortitude that you will never see because of his pleasant exterior. 

My grandfather was a tough man and not very nurturing (hard to do with 7 children, my mom being his only daughter).  My own father tried his best to give his children all that he didn’t have.  And he did.  Baseball games, Foot ball games, Basketball games and just walks around the golf course to hit balls at the driving range are such vivid and pleasant memories.  I cherish them and try to live them with my own children so that they will feel that same passion about those times when they are my age.  I can remember every great sporting event I’ve been to and mostly remember those times with my father.  I only wish he were still here today to enjoy them with me and my son.

My good friend, Dave, and I both talk about how we miss doing things with our dads and have told each other about those things we just “have to do” with our children some day.  One of those things is to take our kids to Wrigley Field and watch a baseball game from the bleachers (that is where the sun is).  We promised each other that if anything were to happen to us before we had the chance, we’d take the other person’s kids to Wrigley Field for a baseball game. 

When I attended business school in Chicago, I took many night classes so I could attend games during the days.  The friendly people and history around that park is great and a reflection of how baseball meets life.  I love the Chicago Cubs and more importantly I love their fans.  They are a group of people who follow their team despite 100s of years of despair.   In a tough way, I hope they never win.  They are truly “Loveable Losers” , but that is their mystique.  You don’t have to win to be loved.  You don’t always have to be the best.  You just have to be real and people will feel for you.

One year I invited my dad out to watch a game with me.  The Giants were in town to play the Cubs.  It was Randy Myers poster day and we had the pleasure of sitting a few rows in front of Ronnie Woo Woo.  If you don’t know who he is, you need to get to Wrigley while he is alive.  no experience is complete for any baseball fan unless you’ve heard Ronnie.  My dad was totally amused by Ronnie and the whole “Left Field, Right Field” chants.  The Giants were losing 1-0 all day and in the 9th inning Randy Myers came in to save the game, which he promptly blew.  Instantaneoudly 20,000 posters went flying onto the field from frustrated fans only they weren’t booing but laughing.  I only wish I had had a camera that day to show the laughter on my dad’s face as he threw his poster at the right fielder.  The table had turned, I was taking my dad to a game and giving him great memories.

My wife is giving me a kiss right now as she sends me off for a weekend of memories.  Tonight I will be heading out for my annual weekend of golf and Spring Training in Arizona.  Little sleep will be had, much red meat will be eaten, but most importanly hope will be renewed and smiles will be abundant.

The Onramp Back To Work

 A vacation is what you take when you can no longer take what you’ve been taking.  ~ Earl Wilson, former MLB Pitcher

Sunset in the OC
Sunset in the OC

Getting back to work even after just a short vacation is tough.  Life these days in the mass communication, mobile, depressed economy world never lets you truly get away unless you make a strong conscious effort to leave behind the Blackberry, the computer, etc.  I found myself on our vacation clearing out my email box every night.  I just didn’t want to get back all stressed out from hundreds of emails.

Don’t get me wrong though.  I don’t take lots of vacations and I probably take on more than I should, but these days it is hard to get away from work for long periods of time and especially in this economy, nobody wants to leave their job for too long.  I did though enjoy the time with my family, especially my wife, to just get out of our house and put ourselves around different scenery.  Disneyland and Universal Studios can’t be more different than work.

Getting back to work these days is tough.  The economy has everyone up in arms.  Our company has had its own layoffs (some just basic performance and others merger and re-organization related) but more than anything everyone is always concerned about what they would do if they lost their job.  In this day and age most of us haven’t live through the Great Depression.  In fact, most of us had parents who were only children during that time, so we are only living through a time that is nowhere near anything that our own parents have never seen.  Or is it?  During the Great Depression unemployment was over 23%.  At the beginning of Reagan’s administration it was 7% and then now we are approaching 8%.  The difference is that we are also dealing with a decreasing value of the wealth that has been accumulated as well as a lack of clarity on how we are getting out of this mess. 

Even more worry is that I listened to our new President’s speech last night and I can’t say I’m as optimistic about what he had to say.  I really don’t see how what he is saying is going to create jobs.  I could see unemployment hitting 12%-15% before any kind of real job creation gets started.  The people need more relief and the local governments need more support in getting relief to everyone.

For me, with two kids in private school, mortgage payments, upcoming tax filings (oh and the California government is bankrupt), and a shrinking 401K,  I know I’m not that different from everyone out there who are just looking for a little breathing room.  I also understand and can see how the government might feel like I don’t need any help.  The uncertainty of the overall economy makes us all feel like we are one bad break away from a mini-disaster.  I hear about people losing their jobs and homes all around me.  I ran into an old boss the other day who runs the global financial industry practice for a major IT consulting firm and when I asked him how he was doing he said, “25% of my clients are going to jail, 25% have been laid off or shut down, and 25% are being nationalized, other than that, I just have to give a discount to the other 25% to make sure they keep me working”.   Did I mention that this guy is one of the most optimistic people I know?  Yes, he was smiling when he said that, but it still sunk in enough for me to write it here.

With all of this doom and gloom, I somehow went back to work and hit the road running.  I felt like I had pulled into one of those small rest stops off the interstate for about 10 minutes, tanked up, took a cat nap and jumped back into Los Angeles rush hour traffic without using my turn signal!  People were honking, giving me the finger and I was having to go faster than the speed limit in bumper to bumper traffic.  One day back in the office with a quick update from my colleague about the things she needed me to fix and I was back on the road.  Ironically it was only 30 miles from where I went on vacation.  Orange County is one of those isolated places.  A Republican stronghold in  Democratic California, it is pristine, everyone looks great, and people there still smile and ask, “How are you?” and say, “Have a wonderful day!”  Is this Stepford?  I mean these people seem to not have a care in the world.

I needed to speak at a conference on the Web 2.0.  Ironically these days I’m already thinking about Web 3.0.  When I got back from vacation I found out that I inherited the work of a couple colleagues who are no longer with the company.  My first thought was, “oh damn, now I need to start performing or I’m swimming with the fishes too!”  Suddenly all the relief I got from vacation was coming back like a head rush.  I didn’t pull an all-nighter, but close to it.  I sat in my room all night working on several new projects, putting presentations together and drinking Pepsi.  Early in the evening I did manage to take a swim in the hotel pool (my new favorite thing to do since a bathing suit is easier to pack than running shoes, shorts, shirt, iPod, etc.).  I took the photo above of a beautiful sunset.  it reminded me of Hawaii.

I somehow managed to get 3 hours of sleep, downed a cup of Starbucks and woke up a sleepy hungover crowd for an 8:30 am panel discussion. My all-night presentations seemed to be received well and I was back to work presenting my overnight work.  Somehow those presentations seemed to be pointing people in the right direction too.  Yeah, it was a productive night of work, but I sure hope that my road of life allows me to slow down again at some point.  I miss smelling the roses.   

Oh, and yes, I will be writing a review of the Marriott Newport Beach.  A magnificent spot if I must say.

The Happiest Place on Earth

“Success can be measured by how much time your children want to spend with you when they grow up ” – CEO of unknown company

Universal Studios
Universal Studios

I saw the quote above on a Starbucks cup while on vacation at Universal Studios the morning of the end of our vacation to Los Angeles.  I showed it to my wife and we smiled. What parent doesn’t want their children to stay close when they get older. 

While I really needed a break from the office for a week, my wife and I really wanted to reward our children with a vacation of their choice.  After the trip my wife and I took to Vegas for Valentine’s, it was time to give our children their reward.  Our children’s wonderful help during my wife’s surgeries was more than we could have asked for and they deserved this vacation more than their parents.  At the same time, watching them smile and to relieve any stress in their lives is enough to make any parent happy.  As a parent, my fear is that our children were seeing stress from the news of a bad economy and my wife’s illness and it was having an adverse affect on them emotionally and perhaps in a way that we couldn’t see.  Fortunately their academics were excelling and their teachers were supportive and told us they are both doing well.

 Living in the San Francisco Bay Area a 6 hour drive to Los Angeles is a very economical trip given the state of the US Economy.  It also reminded me of our family visits to Disneyland.  A 6 to 7 hour drive in a car can be quite a bonding time with a 9 and a 6 year old.  Our highlight that made us chuckle was when our 9 year old shouted “240 miles to Los Angeles”.  Our daughter asked how long it would take for us.  My son responded that, ” if mom drives at 60 miles an hour it will take 4 hours and if dad drives 80 we’ll be there in 3 hours”.  Our daughter then asked my mom when she was going to pull over to get some gas and let me drive.  I just smiled, our children know us too well.  At least our son knew his multiplication and we were going to go 6 hours without hearing the dreaded phrase “Are we there yet?” 

The drive to and from Los Angeles along 1-5 is littered with memories for me from family vacations driving in my grandfather’s Cadillac with stops at the famous Andersen’s Pea Soup, the smelliest place on Earth, Harris Ranch, where you see steer for acres and as far as the eye can see, and the small farms towns which grow oranges, artichokes, apples and other food that feed our country.  Our children stared out the window (when they weren’t figuring out how to solve Rubik’s Cube) and soaked in the geography.  Letting your children experience new things and watching their minds churn with questions is such a rewarding time for a parent. 

I always laugh at the Disneyland subtitle, “The Happiest Place on Earth”.  I honestly see more crying and pushing among children than anywhere else.  Fortunately we had a long talk in the car reminding our children as to why we were going on this trip and they responded like troopers even when the Los Angeles weather didn’t cooperate and stay above 70 degrees.  We added one day at Universal Studios to our trip to show the children between reality and make believe.  The Studio Tour was exactly what our children needed to see and they learned a lot.  Heck, as parents we learned a lot as well.  When we arrived home, all our children could think of doing was to write a play and stage it for us.  Okay, so they aren’t the next Leonardo diCaprio or Kate Winslet, but it showed us they got something out of the vacation other than a bunch of amusement rides.

My only concern during the week was whether my wife’s body could handle the stress of being jerked around by some of the roller coaster rides, but she assured me on several occasions that she was okay.  She was more scared than anything but our son wanted his mom to ride some of the faster rides and as parents we never want to show our children our fears that they might pick up unnecessarily.  I was even surprised that she had never been in the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland! 

Disney has also been hit by some recession as well as the discounted admissions (2 for 1’s) were all over the place.  In Downtown Disney we counted seven vacant storefronts.  At Universal Studios City Walk there were similar signs of the economic slowdown.  The theme park seemed empty and was only open for 7 hours.  We reminded our children how fortunate they are as we saw even fewer children at Universal Studios.  It definitely sunk in and on the way home I had the best message.  I heard from the back seat, “Dad?”

“Yes”,  I replied to my daughter.

 “”Thank you for this trip.  We had a really fun time.”  My wife and I just looked at each other once again.  We are so lucky. Lucky that we could provide our children with a family vacation and lucky that we have children who appreciate the opportunity that they have. 

Earlier when I was looking at a Disney shirt that said, “Grumpy”, my son told me I should buy the one that said, “Happy”.  I told my son that sometimes I actually felt grumpy and he looked at me and said that wasn’t true and that I was usually happy.  Well at least it was his perception and that was more important to me.  I was hoping that all of the grief in our household had somehow put a damper on the mood, but our children seemed to be sheltered from it all.

Maybe we have left our hearts in the Happiest place on Earth until the next time we visit, but it is nice to know that our children find that our home isn’t that bad.  Maybe it is the Second Happiest Place on Earth for our children.

The Chamberlain – Hollywood, CA

CHAMBERLAIN WEST HOLLYWOOD  
1000 Westmount Drive
West Hollywood, California 90069
Reservations 800 201 9652  |  T 310 657 7400  |  F 310 854 6744
Cost: $ /$$
Hotel Decor: 89 Very Hollywood chic, but not tacky.  Remodeled apartment building.
Hotel Amenities: 85 All rooms are studios with sunken living areas. There is a small bar/restaurant and beuatiful roof pool with sweeping views of Los Angeles
Neighborhood Scene: 90  Located between West Sunset and Santa Monica Blvds. If you are looking for nightlife and are into the club scene, this is a great neighborhood
Miscellaneous: Also convenient to the Beverly Center Mall (15 minute walk), theatres and plenty of restaurants 
Overall Wow Factor: 85 For me I just like the scene.  The hotel room is spacious and comfortable and the roof top pool at sunset on a warm night is a great urban setting.
 
The Chamberlain Hotel
The Chamberlain Hotel
 
The Chamberlain is a unique hotel in West Hollywood a few blocks down from trendy Sunset Strip. It is a converted apartment building and caters mostly to male travelers.  On several occasions I’ve met screenwriters and other entertainment executives looking for a quiet and economical hotel options. Be warned that prices can increase significantly during the holiday season.

 

Since my Southern California office is near this location it tends to be my home away from home.  I do enjoy the friendly service from Angel (yes, she is a struggling actress) who runs the morning breakfast area to the wonderful poolside service at night where I like to rest in one of the cabanas.  it makes me think of starlettes in their white 50s bikinis with big sunglasses and palms trees sipping tropical drinks. 
As this used to be an apartment building, each room is a studio apartment with a balcony and a gas fireplace.  The bathrooms are fairly tight (a couple I know that stayed there complained about the lack of room for two people), but overall there is ample room.  Interesting to note is that there is a beauty bar full of products but most of them are geared toward men which might speak more to the West Hollywood neighborhood .
 
Chamberlain King Bed
Chamberlain King Bed
The king bed option is luxurious and the bed sits in the upper half of the studio and you walk down a few steps down to the living area.  A flat screen television sits between the two levels.  the room also comes equipped with the standard iHome clock radio which I’m starting to see in every hotel so be sure to bring you Ipod nano along.  I personally do not like to put my Nano in the iHome as I don’t want to forget it when rushing out in the morning.
Roof Top At Dawn
Roof Top At Dawn
The studio is comfortable for me and makes me feel like it is a place that I could see myself living in if I were still a bachelor.  This is important to me as it helps me to get to sleep at night.  The brown and blue colors as well as the fabric covered walls bring a nice homey feel to each room which makes it feel less like a hotel.
 
Close by I recommend getting a little lunch at one of the outdoor cafes and do some people watching on Sunset.  If you aren’t from the area, it’ll just make you smile and shake your head.  It is just a good way of checking out Hollywood and being part of the scene.  You’ll know if there are famous people if you see lots of people with cameras snapping away.  Some good places to eat are Caffe Primo at 8538 W. Sunset, Le Petit Four at 8654 W. Sunset and Le Clafoutis at 8630 W. Sunset.

This Time’s A Charm Blog Book Tour

I have just finished a book by Donald Wilhelm called “This Time’s A Charm”.  Its about Donald’s fight to survive cancer 4 times and beat the odds.  To me this is more than a cancer book but a personal philosophy book that I think anyone should read whether you’ve had cancer or not.  I am part of Donald’s blog book tour  (the last stop) and hope you all can follow along:

“This Time’s a Charm” Cancer Blog Book Tour Schedule

2/16/09 www.fightpink.org 
2/17/09 www.cancerbookreview.blogspot.com
2/18/09 www.uniboobclub.blogspot.com
2/19/09 www.moutray.wordpress.com
2/20/09 www.makesomelemondae.com
2/21/09 www.awesomecancersurvivor.com
2/23/09 www.serendipityfactory.com 
2/24/09 www.everythingchangesbook.com
2/25/09 www.cancercornerlive.blogspot.com
2/27/09 www.appendix-cancer.blogspot.com 
2/28/09 www.imtooyoungforthis.org 
03/1/09 www.route53.wordpress.com

I will publish more on my thoughts and feelings as well as ask Donald some questions that will be published on 3/1 right here along with Donald’s answers.

Someone Saved My Life Tonight

“Don’t you know I’m still standing better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid”
  –  I’m Still Standing, Elton John

I’ve been waiting for Valentine’s Day for a while.  I’m not a big believer in the day as like many people say, you should treat everyday like it’s Valentine’s.  Well that’s easier said and done.  I like to thing that I show my love everyday anyway.  For me Valentine’s is that day where I show more than ever how I feel and make just that little special effort more.  Of course this year was more special to me and my wife and I wanted her to know how much I appreciate her.  I had been offered tickets to a show in Vegas and debated between Love – Cirque du Soleil and Elton John’s – Red Piano.  I’ve always been the Carpe Diem person in the relationship and since we’d seen four different Cirque shows before and I felt like Elton John is one of those iconic performers you have to see, I chose Elton John.  I was not to be disappointed.  This day would be full of wonderful moments each of  which would make the day special in so many ways.

I can recall only flying one other time in my life on Valentine’s.  It was a snowy day in the East when I flew from Chicago to Raleigh to be with my then fiancee back in 1994 right before we got married.  A 90 minute flight turned into an all day affair because of the weather and by that evening we were traumatized.  This Valentine’s flight was much smoother.  Ironically I finished the book “This Time’s A Charm” by Don Wilhelm, just as we landed in Vegas.  As we approached Vegas I kept pointing to passages in the book and having my wife read it.  Real life inspiration and all around good attitude about living life to it’s fullest in the happiest way is all I can say about the book and I will dscuss this in more detail when I host Don on this blog on March 1st.

With less than 20 hours in Vegas we took that attitude and had a blast.  We walked all over the Casesar’s Palace resort and got the lay of the land.  This would be the first time in a while that I did not gamble a penny.  I will write a review of the hotel at a later fay, but the new Agustus wing rooms were great and we got a chance to even run into a professional basketball player that I think was shocked I knew his name ( Leon Powe is one of the more feel good stories in the NBA today).  His story should be read even if you don’t follow sports.  He is truly a wonderful human being and very humble despite all the accolades that he has received.

Heidi Montag of The Hills

We ate dinner at Bradley Ogden (a bit of a splurge) as I had made reservations before the show.  Our waiter enjoyed our husband/wife bickering over what to order.  The usual thing about changing my order because I didn’t want to order the same thing and then my getting chastised for being boring by ordering a Caesar’s Salad except when I listened and said I’d order the Foie Gras, she told me that was unhealthy.  Carpe Diem I told her. We’re living life right?  We’re celebrating, right?  So there it was, Foie Gras, followed by Risotto accompanied by a nice LaRoache Pinot.  Once dinner started we talked about our upcoming trip with the kids and how blessed we are by their presence in our lives.  Sure we want them to improve their manners and learn more of life’s social graces, but they are relatively easy children to manage.

As I mentioned, Elton John’s – The Red Piano was great.  Full of outrageous costumes, videos, and blow up dolls (cherries, bananas, breasts, roses, legs with garters, etc) along with balloons and confetti falling from the ceiling it was 90 minutes of toe-tapping fun from Benny and the Jets to Believe to Someone Saved my Life Tonight (my wife’s favorite) to I’m Still Standing (my favorite).  The words all had special meaning as we held hands and swayed.  The fact that the show’s theme was all about love made watching this on Valentine’s all the more special.   The video below was the romantic encore.  It set the mood just right:

That evening we lived like kids.  We went to one of the hottest clubs in Las Vegas.  Mind you this was Valentine’s and thus the party was crowded with pretty young people.  The night was hosted by Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt of The Hills.  We were probably twice the age of most people and probably one of only a handful of couples in there that have children.    Either way the atmosphere was vibrant and young and we felt so alive that we stayed up until 2:30am  (way past our curfew), leaving us little time to rest before getting up and checking out this morning.  Most importantly my wife and I had fun giggling about the scene, amazed that us oldies were hanging out withe youngsters and a couple guys offered to buy my wife some drinks!  She was so flattered and in the most round about of ways, that just made my wife let her hair down and forget about the night as her rejuvenation, but rather as her just remembering what it was like to take what life gives you and to run with it.  We never have PDA, but just kissing on the dance flow while listening to house music and having some 20-somethings say that we looked so in love, was kinda nice.

In the end it was a perfect Valentine’s evening.  It was a celebration of our love and the beginning of our life where we take the anxiety and worries of cancer and put them behind us as much as we can and move forward with a life we will be happy about living.  The smiles on my wife’s face were so wide last night and I held onto them tight because I hadn’t seen her so lively in months.  In many ways it was a zest in her look I’ve never seen before.  She looked so gorgeous because of it.

So much for this Hallmark Holiday.  It was really an enlightening Valentine’s and will be one of the top days in our life.

Dreaming in Music, Running through Life

Just because I’m losing doesn’t mean I’m lost.  Doesn’t mean I’ll stop.  Doesn’t mean I’ll cross.    – Lost by Coldplay

It’s been a long week trying to get annual reviews and other administrative tasks out of the way. That is also hard when you are trying to get ahead to go on vacation.  I feel like I’ve been on conference calls all week long and it is only Wednesday.   I always wondered how my generation gets lost in a job that will make the years pass.  Did my own dad spend 30 years going through the motions at the same job?   I can’t imagine looking into people’s mouths everyday for 30 years could pass the time so quickly for him.  I highly doubt it.  Maybe it is kids who help time fly.

Life is long and some days you feel better than others.  Some days you just don’t even want to get up and get out.  Tonight my mind said no and my body said no, but I neeeded to go for my nightly run.  Just like life every day, you feel up to the task and others you don’t.  As I ran I felt sluggish and my mind and body screamed for me to stop.  By the time I was done I was out of breath and felt totally wiped out until I heard Lance Armstrong’s voice on my iPod, “Congratulations, that was your best time yet”.  It just goes to show you that even on the most trying of days you can still give it your all and succeed. 

 I was so focused on the pain in my body that I almost forgot all the thoughts that ran through my mind as I ran.  It’s like working all day and forgetting all the conversations you had.   As I ran tonight in the refreshing rain I did some dreaming.  I’ve really been enjoying the song, Lost , by Coldplay.  I sometimes dream about my children playing the songs themselves.  My daughter on the piano and son on the guitar.  Silly I know, but the funny things that pass through your mind when running.  I think I do it quite often really.  My children have been on my mind a lot lately.  Because they were so helpful during my wife’s illness we let them devide our next family vacation destination.  They have both excelled at school this year despite all the distractions in our home.  Today we got the word that our daughter, like our son, was going to be put in advanced  math class.  It is such a relief to know your children are excelling in school.  It was the first time I had heard my daughter was exhibiting strong academic skills.

These are life markers.  Maybe these are the kinds of markers which got our parents through those long years.  It wasn’t their work but rather the lives they lived.  For me these days it is simply watching my children grow and watching my wife get better.  Seeing her take care of me and our children shows me that she is slowly regaining her confidence.  Small steps in life, but big steps for her I am sure.

I can’t wait to take her out this weekend for Valentine’s.  I know it is such a Hallmark holiday and we should live everyday like it is Valentine’s Day, but this Valentine’s is obviously a little more important than others in the past.

Paving the Golden (Gate) Road in Life

To know the road ahead, ask those coming back – Chinese proverb
Crossing the Golden Gate
Crossing the Golden Gate

This weekend I was driving across the Golden Gate Bridge  early in the morning and listening to John Legend’s “This Time”.  It was a crisp morning and we were on our way to our son’s basketball game.  It was a family moment with our two children in the back seat, but as my wife turned up the volume and sang along, it became her moment and we all listened.  It is hard to explain the feeling when you listen to someone is appreciating what they have and is inspired by their own journey.  My wife never has been one to turn up the volume, but the song and the beauty of the morning sun gleaming off one of our country’s iconic monuments probably hit her.  I quickly captured the moment with my camera phone.

During the game I pulled out  a copy of  “This Time’s A Charm”, a book that I’m reading by Don Wilhelm, 4 time cancer survivor.  I’ll be part of his Book Blog tour which I will be part of during the beginning of March.  Don shows the power of positive thinking.  He does not claim it will heal all people, but I personally believe it affects those around you to see such a strong attitude when things are at their lowest.  I will write more about the book in the future, but I sat next to one of the other dads on the team.  He has lymphoma and has been suffering for three years and I know it has taken a toll on his family and his life.  I’ve asked myself if I should offer the book to him to read, but it is not my place. 

Back to my wife we took the weekend in stride and went after life.  We fixed things in the house like the broken lighting in our bathroom.  We also arranged our next vacation, played with our kids and let them help decide where we should go next.  We want to expand their life experiences while they are  young and innocent.  Our lives are touched and we are grateful for all that we have.  Despite my wife’s positive prognosis and people telling her how inspired they are by how she has responded, she has (and so do I) felt that her battle is nothing compared to what others have been through or are going through.    This weekend my wife heard from an online friend who has the same physicians and it always reminds her that she is one of many and that her struggle is still ongoing.  At the same time we heard from my wife’s brother than he and his wife are having their second child, a girl, this summer.  Along with my inlaw’s 50th wedding anniversary, this is shaping up to be a pretty eventful summer!

Tonight we watched the 60 Minutes special of local hero Chesley Sullenberger, the captain of US Airways flt 1549 that landed safely in the Hudson River with all 155  passengers and crew surviving.  He said in the interview that he didn’t think what he did should be warranting so much praise, but he understands the gratitude and is still learning how his actions can be so lauded even though what happened to him is something he had always wanted to avoid (losing a plane).  It is so amazing that what this guy did was such a success and textbook yet he felt so bad and questioned his actions as to whether he could have done better.  To me that is the parallel.  This man is just trying to make his path, his road down life and yet everyone is looking to him as an inspiration.  It isn’t just the 155 lives he saved that day, but all the people who were inspired by him and all the lives he affected through the relatives of those 155 people who are still alive today.

For me this week the road will continue and I will look forward to hearing and observing new stories that help me navigate this world and help me educate my children as to the importance of living life to the fullest.

 

Beauty at a Dark Time

You make me want to lose myself in the mysterious distance between a man and a woman – U2 (A Man and a Woman)

Blossoms at Yerba Buena Gardens
Blossoms at Yerba Buena Gardens

The skies were dark and ominous this morning as I drove to work.  As it started to sprinkle I noticed the trees along the sidewalks had started to bloom.  The cherry blossoms along Japantown looked gorgeous and popped against the gray skies.  They had a strong glow about them.  Maybe they had been glowing for a couple weeks and I hadn’t noticed them until we got our first storm clouds of the year.  It is amazing how such beauty shines through even more at the darkest of times. 

These are curious times in the economy and everyone seems to be more on edge than normal.  You might say there are dark clouds everywhere, and not just in the sky.  I even overheard a homeless man here in San Francisco today tell a lady that he was better off than her because he didn’t have a mortgage or rent to pay.  So true that we should get heckled by homeless people now.  My own company has had layoffs and no matter who you are these days, people are worried abour their jobs.  I hear it, see it and feel it.  Even though I had an outstanding year there was still a nervousness going over my weekly call.  In reality, I had nothing to worry about, but in these times you never know (and one of my colleagues was actually let go today).

Despite all of this I still manage to slow down and smell the roses.  Or in this case I was looking for the analogy to my drive to work.  Was I capable of finding the cherry blossoms in my life against the dark sky?  It made me think about some of the stories I’ve read recently as well as my own.  The story of Chad Moutray and his daughter who now must move on with each other and their memories of their wife and mother.  They are each other’s cherry blossoms.  Last year despite all of the surgeries and doctor’s appointments, my wife’s beauty just showed brighter than ever to me.  I don’t think it has shone brighter and it has been there all the time.  We’ve known each otherfor over half our lives, but sometimes the dust gathers like it does on a lightbulb and you need to wipe it off and you suddenly realize that 60-watt light bulb is really 100 watts. I think in hard times like this the dust comes flying off and that dark room is radiated by the beauty that exists.

My wife had her oncology appointment and monthly shot today.  It was a little painful this time she relayed to me.  The O/S pellet they shoot in to here is something she’ll have to get used to and hopefully the side effects will lessen.  The wait is still what kills her as they were running 2 hours late.  Good thing I gave her a bunch of magazines for the waiting room.  There were no reports on her ability to metabolize Tamoxifen yet, but the side effects seem to indicate that she is okay with Tamoixfen and her cholesterol seems to be declining.  My wife loves to go into details running through her lab reports and every last minute of conversation she had with her nurses.  I laugh at her that it is more painful to me to hear her detailed reenactments of the day than to get a needle poked into me.  Listening to her get a shot is almost as bad for a guy like me who is squeamish about needles.

The day before, she had her meeting with her plastic surgeon to go over any adjustments she is going to need in March.  It was one of the appointments I missed because I was traveling.  Of course she forgot to mention the ONE thing I wanted her to speak about and we laughed.  Same old wife…she doesn’t listen to her husband.  Maybe that is what keeps her young!

In the end, the day came out beautiful.  I was able to get home and see my kids for the first time in a few days.  Additionally despite the very mundane conversation I had a chance to spend some time with my cherry blossom in my life.