Distance has a way of making love understandable
I've really been somewhere else with the loss of Alan. Death is the greatest equalizer and in it's wake I find so much mental clarity,
I've gotten used to what it feels like to lose people over the last three years, but I was just getting comfortable again, what with Lane being born and watching him grow. I was disillusioned yet again about time. Remember, remember, we are all electricity. Dying is the truest act in the universe.
Alan and my Dad had something in common: they wanted me on stage. With this loss, I'm pursuing an opportunity to get me back there. My body doesn't feel the same when I move it, I've said this before....but I'm done worrying about it. It's time.
Lane charmed Dr. K this week. The nurses were blown away by how long he is, saying he looks like a one year old. He was just being a golden child, smiles and socially sweet, flirting with the nurse all the way until she stuck a huge needle in his leg. Dr. K said he's looking great. Said "I'll see you when he's one year old." I almost started crying right there.
Here's a fact: by the time this posts, I'll be getting my hair done, sitting for hours - hopefully with a glass of wine - and lightening up for the rest of the summer.
Kiss the people you love. Do it right now. Right.now.
I'm kissing on a one-and-a half-toothed boy...