Since being diagnosed with Lymphoma, there have been two moments of attitudinal shift that I continue to refer back to. They were moments of a switch being flipped - devoid of rumination, processing, mulling or contemplation. Adjustment, quick and clean; no transition necessary. The first came when I was talking to my friend Chris. In my 53 years on earth Chris is the most positive person I have ever encountered, literally. (And I mean “literally” in the literal sense.) He exudes it, and it is sincere. He laughs at my snark without judgement, responds with love, and I love him for that. I was telling Chris the tale of how a mysterious kidney stone led to the discovery of my Cancer, and his immediate response was, “Thank G-d for that kidney stone!” Consider the notion of thanking the almighty, whatever version thereof you do or do not embrace, for the affliction of a kidney stone. My natural reaction was, “Oh my G-d, I’ve got a fucking kidney stone,” but Chris was right. I owe that kidn...