Pearl Harbor Day

Ten Eleven years ago today (time flies when you're having fun, and even when you're not), I made a huge decision, and my life -- and other people's lives -- changed forever because of it. It wasn't a well-thought out decision, and it wasn't made in a calm, considered, rational way, but I knew then and have always known that it was the right decision, even if I made it in very much the wrong way.

Had I not made that decision on National Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day, I probably wouldn't remember the date at all, but over the years the two things have become tied together in my mind, and probably always will be. Another thing that I will always remember is how amazingly lucky I was to have good friends who supported me in my decision, and in the months and years that have gone by since then. The circle has changed and grown and shrunk over the years, but it has always been there to surround and encourage me.

On that particular day all those years ago, someone stepped up for me in a way that was completely unexpected, but very, very much appreciated. I've always remembered her kindness to me, and today I took a small step toward repaying it in a way that I hope will make the same difference in someone else's life.