Today…I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of this earth.
Jellies, for the past two weeks you have been reading about how close I’ve been to crossing that elusive 30K threshold. And let me tell you the pressure and anticipation leading to that doorway has been unbearable. So much so that it has left me a shattered fellow, a shell of what I had been in just the previous weeks. Yet today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth.
I have been on Fluther 2½ years and have never received anything but kindness and encouragement from you jellies. Look at these grand flutherites. Which of you wouldn’t consider it the highlight of his internet career just to associate with them for even one day?
Sure I’m lucky.
Who wouldn’t consider it an honor to have known Augustlan? Also, the builders of this great Fluther empire, Ben and Andrew? To have spent two and a half years with that wonderful matriarch, Gailcalled? And let’s not forget Chyna, Zen (or whatever he is going by today), Tinyfaery, Marina, Kevbo, Dog, Syz, Daloon Wundayatta, ubersiren, and all the others? (Sorry. Just can’t fit everyone in there. Just know you’re included.)
Sure I’m lucky.
When the New York Giants, a team you would give your right arm to beat, and vice versa, sends you a gift – that’s something. When everybody down to the groundskeepers and those boys in white coats remember you with trophies—that’s something.
When you have a wonderful mother-in-law who takes sides with you in squabbles with her own daughter, that’s something.
When you have a father and a mother who work all their lives so you can have an education and build your body mind—it’s a blessing.
When you have a wife (Parrothead) who has been a tower of strength and shown more courage than you dreamed existed—that’s the finest I know.
So, I close in saying that I might have been given a bad break, but I’ve got an awful lot to live for.
Special thanks to Lou Gehrig for all the help with this post.