So tomorrow's the day my life changes...

Sounds a bit melodramatic, I suppose, but it's true. Either they find something and can fix it, and things get better, or they don't, and I have a really big mystery on my hands.

Either way, things are changing.

I'm feeling oddly confident, like this is the way things should be going - like this is the proper ending to a chapter of my life and the beginning of another.

I hope I don't have the opportunity to look back on this cockeyed optimism and feel bad about it :-).

There's always a chance, you know - always a chance that things go wrong.

What would I like to say, in the event that such a one in a million shot happens?

Well... I love you. Each and every one of you. Yes, you, that random person who clicked on a link someone posted to this article - even though I don't know anything about you. But to those of you I do know, well, it's a bit more real.

One of the great tragedies of my life is that I don't always have the energy to know precisely why I love you, that I don't have the ability to see the wonder and power that is in each and every one of you. But I know it's there - and the failure is that I can't see it, and I do feel sometimes that it's a failure, not merely a lack. It's one I hope to correct.

Here's the thing, though: you're there all the time, to observe and feel and understand what it's like from the inside - and it would be more than a mere tragedy if you couldn't see it, that wonder, that power; if you couldn't get even a good glimpse of it, couldn't find even the merest spark to cherish, and slowly fan into a flame.

Look for it; it's there. And find it and cherish it and be it.