It's been 3 years since my Open Heart Surgery...Time flies... It's funny, I remember everything about that day as if it were just last week. It's been long enough, time for me to let go of the emotions of that day. I worked the entire day before my surgery, made sure my desk was clear, no open projects or quotes. I spent the remainder of the evening in bars. I started at Empire Pizza and Bar drinking with my ex-wife, daughter and her friend. A couple beers, a couple shots talking with friends I had known for years..in some respects I was saying goodbye. When I was leaving I asked Debbie (ex-wife) to come outside, I wanted to apologize for all the hurt, in case things didn't go well I wanted her to know I still loved her. Forward to the next bar, Hartlands which is close to my apartment. I sat and drank with the regulars that were there. Although I was surrounded by people I knew (granted all were "bar" friends) I felt alone. The woman I was dating at the tim