Bitter or Better?

This past Thursday was the 45th anniversary of my 2nd rebirth. I was 19 years old, and died on the floor of an Osco Drug store after suffering an electric shock. The pharmacist who stayed late that Friday night in 1978, saved my life with CPR. One of the great lessons my 2nd chance gave me, is that we need to deal with our sh*t before it deals with us, because life is too short to major in minor things. You can either get bitter or better, but not both.