Thursday, February 19, 2015


I don't know much about being a professional writer, nor do I claim to be one. I write these posts as I am moved to do so. Perhaps that is the wrong way to go about this endeavor and perhaps it will leave me at a loss for something to write about but for right now this works.

I just returned from an amazing conference in Orlando, Florida with an idea in my mind about what I should write about. Every time I start, the idea just doesn't flow. It ends up sounding like a text book analysis of the events that took place.  The idea that keeps popping into my mind is just how blessed I am.

More than I deserve.

As I was visiting with people at Cochlear's Celebration 2015 it just kept reminding me how much I have to be thankful for and how little I appreciate it at times.  I am truly a blessed man.

I am blessed with a wonderful, caring wife, who has stood beside me through the worst of my disease with compassion and understanding. She has been my rock. Even at the times I felt as though she should tie that rock around my neck and let me sink, she has been my anchor to solid ground.

I have 3 amazing kids. Blessed that they are smart, funny, and have their own unique personalities. Seeing me at the depths of my illness has not been easy on them. They don't say much, but I can see it in their eyes and emotions. I have not always been easy on them when really I was just being hard on myself.

My parents have been there from the start of this journey, willing to step in for me when I was unable.

I have my faith and ultimately that is the only thing that matters.

I have even been blessed by having Meniere's disease. If it were not for the fact that I lost my hearing to it, I never would have heard about, or needed a Cochlear implant.  If I never had the surgery, I may never have joined social media.  If I had never joined social media, I never would have found some of the groups from which friendships were born.

If all these things had not happened, I would not have found myself at Celebration 2015 meeting, face to face, people I had met in social media groups.  These people were like immediate family to me.  No, maybe better than family. The connection is real. And deep. And that is pretty amazing.

I am not sure about all I met while there, I can only speak for myself. It was difficult to say goodbye.

However long it is before we meet again will be too long.

Perhaps as time goes on I will be able to ferret out the concepts and lessons I learned from the meetings I attended. Maybe they will come to me as time goes on.

For now, I am content to just sit back and enjoy the memories, and savor the new found friends.

'Til next time


Just a guy trying to live with an invisible, potentially debilitating disease.


  1. You inspired me Dennis Stelling !!