Today is the one-year anniversary of my colon cancer diagnosis

I remember it all so clearly. I was sitting in the studio of my radio station, waiting for my work day to end, so I could go back to Orlando and take my wife home from the hospital after a procedure she had the day before. Then, the phone rang. On the other end was the G.I. doctor who performed my colonoscopy. He told me that the one polyp he had removed, showed signs of cancer at the tip. After giving me a moment(or maybe I just took it) to digest what was just said, he then reccomended the person who eventually performed my resection.

I remember then telling my boss, then my wife when I saw her and I think they were both more upset than I was. Not that I wasn't upset, of course, but more like stunned, numb, disbelieving, however you could describe the feeling.

It has been quite a year since then. Surgery on August 21st, our move from Florida to Nebraska just one month later, working with my hockey team, at my new radio station, umpiring baseball, being involved with our local Relay for Life as emcee(Which I get to do again next year too!) and now approaching my one-year post-op colonoscopy. I'm still not 100% recovered, but look forward to one day being back to, what others so accurately describe as a "new normal."

Thanks to everyone in the Storm organization, especially Coach Littler and Grege Shea, who have been so supportive. It has been greatly appreciated.

We can never have too many "warm fuzzies" on the road of life as a cancer survivor, right everyone? I'm glad mine are purple.