I just realized my 12 year anniversary, of my diagnosis with MCL, has past with nary a notice. I usually commemorate that day (3/26/2002) with a post about how fortunate I've been to have survived so long, especially since I've managed to do so without any conventional (or unconventional) treatment, but as of late, I just haven't been that motivated to post anything. A few occurrences have come up that I could have written about, but that would mostly have been simply to fill space, and I didn't want to do that. Now that spring has arrived, and summer is just around the corner, maybe I'll be more inclined to post some innocuous thoughts, but for now, I'll just continue to lay back and bask in the realization that I've been through a great deal over the past several years, and I'm none the worse for wear. At least not too much! A friend once told me, I wold likely die of something other than my lymphoma, and it's only now that I'm beginning to rea...