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Humility

To say my life is full of blessings would be a gross understatement. I am incredibly blessed in countless ways.

My marriage is working. After 30 years of give and take, raising a family, riding the roller coaster that is life in the modern world, we're solid. We still love each other, and are closer than I ever recall our being. Our communication has strengthened, our shared goals have morphed into simpler but infinitely essential tenets - often with our kiddos at the center.

My health is good.  I still need to work on my stress levels, which continue to ebb and flow as I navigate this new profession I've launched. 

My kids are great. My son continues to redefine himself after 10 years of East Coast schooling/working for NYU in the Middle East. He's fine. He's contemplating any number of futures. We'll see what he comes up with next.  My daughter, well, she's amazing, and is navigating the rigors of being an analyst at the world's largest brokerage of health and wellness options for corporations. And she's planning a wedding. Which is way cool. And fun. And scary (for me...Mama has her moments).  We will be spending the holidays with our son this year. It will be just the four of us, for the last time, as our next celebration will include our new family member. I am soooo looking forward to hanging out, catching up, relaxing, and looking forward with my precious familia.

My new profession is, to say the least, incredible. When I reduce it to its core elements, and let the annoying administrative crap fall away during this analysis, I am left with my patients. Who rock.  They are a never ending source of inspiration, of challenges, of joy and gratification.  And there is a whole lot of courage in the ones I am honored enough to treat. I have a few oncology patients who have taught me the meaning of absolute strength and fortitude in the face of daunting diagnoses. They are the bravest souls I have ever been privileged to meet, and I am humbled to play any role I can in their pursuit of wellness.

I have great friends. I don't form deep friendships quickly or easily, but through the years I have been fortunate enough to have hewn some amazing friendships with remarkable, loving, funny, talented, intelligent people. These friends have proven the meaning of loyalty and compassion. I view them as gifts of the soul, and do my best to reciprocate when I am able.

As I contemplate my past, my life, and the future, I do so with endless gratitude, and a deep sense of humility. I am truly blessed, and for this I am infinitely thankful.

I hope for you all deep gratitude, and endless happiness, as well. 

Happy Happy Holidays!


 Love, 

 Stevie
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