Life is lived in many ways, but often measured only by a few. We measure an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year, and that's about it. As I sit on an American Airlines flight, perched 32,000 feet in the sky and heading towards California to pick up Morgan, I'm thinking about my last two weeks. For some reason, they seem even more eventful than normal, but then again I don't particularly HAVE a "normal" existence!
There have been rehearsals at Beavercreek, auditions in Iowa, show planning meetings with Carroll and Franklin Central, and massive e-mail planning exchanges with Rick Lunt. There have been houses sold, moving boxes packed, furniture donated and meetings with real estate lawyers and roofing contractors (blech!!). Paper Jukebox Publishing, my new songwriting venture with Ted Arthur of Purdue University has brought it's first new song of the year to fruition, "One Great Big Adventure". It's a really solid first effort that we're both proud of.
Morgan's UCO group from Cal Baptist toured like a whirlwind through Indiana a week ago, making stops in Kokomo, Fort Wayne, and Anderson. Along with her friends Tiffany, Nikki and Kelsey, we had 2 precious days with them running from show to show, visiting Nature's Karma, Flying Cupcake, SoHo, and Cooper's Hawk Winery. Each and every show made me cry like a baby with pride and the emanating presence of God's love that saturates every room this magnificent group brings music to. I said a tearful goodbye to Dr. Gary Bonner, and thanked him for truly enriching and inspiring the lives of my entire family.
I spent 4 days in Detroit with the Grosse Pointe folks, staging a TON of music, stealing little jogs along the shores of Lake Saint Clair, visiting over braised short rib quesadillas with Ellen Bowen, watching NBA playoffs at night (Go Pacers!!!), and doing Colorado research in my "spare" time. The last two weeks have seen me put together new song edits for Tarpon Springs, Iowa City, Bettendorf, Kennedy, Carroll, Appling and FC, plus communicate with my new clients in Seattle and celebrate the passage of a tax referendum for my friends in Zionsville.
Two weeks ago I ran the Indy 500 Mini-Marathon for the 21st time, amidst the blast of teeny bopper head-bangers, old folk cloggers, a bagpipe serenade, streetside preachers, and folks keeling over and passing out from the heat. I spent a weekend singing on the vocal team at Northview, and likely helped to bring worship music to 3,000-4,000 attendees.
Madeline and I did a breakfast at Einstein's, followed by a 12-mile bike ride yesterday (funny, she realized after the ride that her tires had been almost flat the entire time!) Tina and I had a romantic dinner at Abuelo's the night before, and I bought her 2 dozen roses for Mother's Day the pprevious Sunday.
Grandma Olive, unfortunately, is in the last stages of her life and I pray for her eternal soul to soon rest in the arms of God. This is a tough time for Brook and Jim, and I further pray for their comfort in what is a really sad time of grieving.
Today, we bring this 14-day period of pure lunacy to its conclusion with,.....a flight to LA followed by a jog this afternoon on Newport Beach and a trip this evening to see my first game at Dodger Stadium!! I plan on arriving early, watching batting practice, and having a famous Dodger Dog!! Tomorrow, Morgan arrives back in Riverside, at which time we pack up the car and head 2,200 miles northwest. Through California, Nevada, Arizona, Utah, Colorado (stopping at Vail!!!), Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois and Indiana. Our arrival home will be full of rest,.......since we MOVE TWO DAYS LATER!!!
Busy and blessed, blessed and busy. Just plain busy, but just plain blessed!!...........did I mention I had a dream about pushing a lady down a flight of stairs for no reason?
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