I am alive.

Getting better slowly I hope.

Getting stronger.

I meant to come back long ago.  Its more than half way through 2012 which makes me older.  Yet, I do not feel older at all.  Even after illness, failure, and idling, this fire burns.  I am not embers.  I am a blaze.

There is much to do.  Doors opened.  Windows closed.

And I am still standing.