Oct 01 2014

Breathing room

steamboat

On this day in 1811, the first steamboat to sail on the Mississippi River arrived in New Orleans. The picture represents the St. Louis built in 1847.

Perseverance is failing 19 times and succeeding the 20th.
- Singer/Actress Julie Andrews, Born on this Day in 1935.

If you grew up seeing films in the 1960s, and perhaps even if you didn’t, Julie Andrews will always be Maria von Trapp and Mary Poppins. Andrews certainly succeeded in film and on the stage. And when in 1997 she was faced with surgery that left her unable to sing professionally, she persevered. She fought to regain her voice. And she fought for compensation. The case was settled out of court.

But it just highlights the fact that someone who is “practically perfect in every way” may still have challenges in life.

Sometimes persevering may include stopping to regroup.

And that’s what I’m about to do.

I’m not going to whine about how busy I am. There is nothing on my to do list that, in one way or the other, I didn’t allow to be placed there.

But, I need some breathing space.

Truth is, I’m not happy with where the blog is. I don’t like struggling every day to find something to write about.

So, starting today, I’m taking a break from the blog. I need to spend some time redeveloping it and thinking through what I really want it to be.

I’m not quitting. I’m regrouping.

I’ll be back, but I’m not giving a time frame.

I know you’ll miss the daily brilliance. For that you may continue to follow me on Facebook and elsewhere.

Who knows? I may just need a weekend to think this through. I’ll do that between performances and rehearsals.

In a way, this is a gift I was given when I was going through cancer treatment some 23 years ago. There are just times in my life when I know I need to stop what I can and refocus. This is one of those times.

Psalm 46:10 says:

Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.

Being quiet is a good thing.

That’s what this blog will be for a little while.

Sep 30 2014

I’d like to know if you’ve got the motion

silvestrimatteo

You’ve heard me talk about my shoulder before. If you keep reading this post, you’ll hear me talk about it again.

No, I don’t know how I injured it. It could have been the dog. It could have been overexertion with a pair of bolt cutters. That’s what I thought in July when it first started hurting. Then, early September, it started getting worse. And worse.

This just seems to be one of life’s little annoyances that I have to live with. We don’t live in perfect world, and we’ve no right to expect life to be trouble free.

I could go on. But this is a slow process. I’ll have the opportunity to talk about it again.

I guess I could keep whining about it, but like Mark Twain said,

“Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing; it was here first.”

So, my shoulder hurts, but I have a lot to be thankful for.

  • I’m thankful I could get to a doctor, and to physical therapy.
  • I’m thankful that I can take time off from my job for doctor’s appointments and physical therapy, and not be docked pay.
  • I’m thankful that, so far, the so-called Affordable Care Act hasn’t goobered up my insurance to the point of not paying for my treatment.
  • I’m thankful that, while it may be painful to put on a shirt, I have a shirt to put on.
  • I’m thankful for clean water for showers and to take medicine with.
  • I’m thankful for a bed where I can sleep on my right side when I can’t sleep on my left.

Again, I could go on.

But the point is, while I have to deal with this current affliction, I’m still very blessed. For every point above for which I said I’m thankful, there are millions of people in this world who don’t have those things.

I need to remember that.

A college friend posed this question on Facebook the other day: “If Jesus answered all my prayers from the last 30 days, would anything change in the world…or just my world?”

Ouch. For lots of reasons. One of them being that in the last 30 days I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about my shoulder.

My friend’s question helps me put things in perspective.

Two shots, a lot of pain pills and several session of physical therapy later, it still hurts, and it’s still difficult to move. I can tell the therapy and the drugs are helping. At the very least, I’m sleeping better.

I’m thankful for that.

My hope is that I’ll be back to normal, or as normal as I ever was, in a couple of weeks.

After all, Halloween is coming and I’ll need that shoulder to do the Time Warp.


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