Hi all, I don't know how many of you are still with me. But I am back. It's been a slog. I've traveled more than 20 countries, had my prosthetic leg taken from me on my return to Afghanistan, traveled back to Iraq, climbed a mountain, flew to the Persian Gulf, and hiked through Newfoundland and the Arctic. I even visited Havana. Through it all, I've missed you all. I'm ready to continue. I stopped writing when someone posted something about me "stealing" parts from veterans. It hurt like hell. I was part of the experiment. And I loved my wounded warriors. That cut me to the bone and it was written by a "full bird" (Colonel), which was even more upsetting. But now I'm okay. I'm more confident. And with my 7th "Alive Day" approaching, I wanted to reach out to all of you who meant so much to me in my darkest days. I am blessed. And you are the reason. Reading back on my blog after all of these years made me laugh and cry. Thank you for staying with me on the journey. George, my beloved assist dog, passed last year. That was heartbreaking. Many of my beloved surgeons and physical therapists have moved on. But I'm happy for them. Its been a brutal decade. And Old Fool, if you're still out there, your wisdom and humor meant the world to me...