The question had been put to me: When was the first time that you laughed following your diagnosis of cancer?
I consider myself to have a good sense of humor. I enjoy jokes and funny tv shows. However, my diagnosis took my ability to purely laugh. It was not until my daughter Madison’s 3rd Christmas, 19 years later, that I discovered the innocence of laughter. No shadow of my diagnosis or prognosis hung over me at that one moment. I was showing my daughter pictures of our visit from “Santa Claus” the night before. She looked at the pictures and said “Look Daddy. Ho-ho has your sneakers on”. It was a laughter I had not felt in 19 years.