Tonight my wife and I went to Sizzler. There was a man there with an obviously debilitating neurological disease. I swelled with the wish that some how I could help the man. I was grateful that he had a companion who was strong and compassionate, ensuring that all of his needs were met. Seeing the man made me so grateful that I do not have such a disease; that I can hold my wife’s hand, walk and communicate in a clear manner (without the latter I could not do one of my favorite things: talk about Happiness (of course)).

Frank Clayton, the Happy Therapist