The Importance Of Beauty In Life

The world is full of beauty and life is worth experiencing. Some live long full lives and unfortunately some live very short lives. You never know when your time will expire. I believe everyone should live every day as if it was their last day. Never waste a minute on anger or hate because that could be your last minute on this earth. After experiencing a major heart attack at age 36, I realized that life is very precious and you should never take even a second for granted.

I was born on a warm summer day in 1970. Unfortunately, I was not born with an amazing bloodline. Most of the men on both sides of my family had suffered heart attacks at an early age. Some think I was doomed at birth to one day have a heart attack. It was always

It took me awhile to find the person I thought I would spend the rest of my life with. We were married a short time before learning that we would be parents. We were excited about the amazing miracle blessed upon us. Caleb was born in January of 2001 and my wife almost lost her life while delivering our first son. I believe that is when it all began. While I was extremely happy to have a beautiful, healthy, baby boy, my life changed drastically. My wife no longer worked and I was working longer hours to make ends meet. Not only was I working longer hours but then I would come home and have to do the house work, yard work, and take care of the baby. Over the years, the stresses of life, an additional baby boy, work, finance, and a failing marriage began to take it’s toll on my body and

I remember as if it was yesterday, I had been outside working in the yard all day and started planting a bush by the front porch. All of a sudden, I felt a pain more like indigestion. I thought perhaps it was something I ate earlier or even dehydration from being in the yard all day. I went inside and drank a big glass of cold water and rested a bit. It eased up some but was still noticeable. This went on throughout the rest of the day. I decided to take a shower and go to bed. Around 3 am I awoke barely able to breath. It was as if an elephant was sitting on my chest. I woke my wife and she called her mother to come sit with the boys. It seemed like an eternity waiting on my mother-in-law to arrive. We were headed to a hospital downtown when I told my wife to go to the hospital closer to the house as I knew I could not make it to the hospital downtown. My wife pulled up to the hospital, I walked up to the nurses station and passed out. They immediately rolled me into the back and began tests, poking, pricking and administering medicines to keep me alive. It wasn’t until the next day they confirmed the worse diagnosis, a major heart attack. The doctor said he was amazed that I was still alive, technically, I should be dead. We discussed my option, surgery. However, because of the medicine they gave me to keep me alive, it delayed my operation by 15 days because my blood