I Love My Family!
My wife and I watched Sunshine Cleaning tonight. Kind of an odd movie, offbeat, occasionally graphic and grisly, unsettling and sometimes slow-moving, but there are some tender moments, some delicate musings on loved ones and lost ones, even a couple of redemptive moments, and for those, I appreciated it. Particularly burned in my memory is an eight-year-old boy being tucked into bed. It reminded me how blessed I am to have such a precious family. How much I love them, and how much more important they are than the work that might deviously distract me.
Work, goals, achievements, even the most creative and noble of these, are sometimes sneaky foes. We can spend our lives chipping away at the things that claim to be urgent, that allege importance and significance, even the achievements that are truly great and the prosaic tasks that are truly necessary. And if we are not careful, we may end up looking back to see that we’ve been fooled into backburnering the very things that we hold most dear, the dear creatures for whom we would say we were doing all the things we were so nobly doing.
As I (currently) attempt to return to my work as a creative and performing artist, I find myself taking pause to realize how easily a good goal can steal from a better one. There is so much I would like to do right now, both in terms of website and business tasks as well as (even more!) in terms of beginning to write, perform, and record again. So much more than can fit in a day or a week, or, I fear, a month. These things, though–these good things–may sometimes need to have a seat and wait their turn.
I’m excited to share this life with each of you in the ways that I do. And I’m glad for the ways that you are a part of my extended family.
My love,
Bob
