What a wonderful world

I arrived in France one month ago. I am blessed to be alive, and profoundly greatful that I have been able to spend the last month in the company of friends, savoring the gift and miracle of live. The words which best describe how I feel, are not mine, but they are apt:

I see trees of green, red roses too

I see them bloom for me and you

And i think to myself:

"What a wonderful world!"

I see skies of blue and clouds of white

The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night

And I think to my self:

"What a wonderful world!"

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky

Are also on the faces of people going by

I see friends shaking hands saying "How do you do."

Thay really say: "I love you!"

And I think to myself:

"What a wonderful world!"

Yes, I think to myself:

"What a wonderful world!"

Thank-you Louis Armstrong for these words,  and thank-you to my wife Maryse and my children Julianne and Phil, and the rest of my family, for sustaining me, to my doctors and nurses for saving me, and to my friends, old and new for making this such a "wonderful" experience.

Melk, Austria, May 20, 2010.