how do you measure...

I'm a nightmare for dates. I can remember everything I've ever done and drive people mad reminding them of what they've done. Suddenly realised quite randomly today though that it's exactly a year this week that I went into hospital. Last week in January on the Friday night. I can't help but feel grateful for where I am this time this year. I have a fantastic job that is going unbelievably well, I have good friends and I'm not convinced I'm going to die tomorrow...shame, I could do with the rest! But in the great scheme of things I find myself thinking I couldn't really ask for more! :-)