Waiting for the Echo…

Grateful Blog: Day 76: The unexpected happens when you’re least expecting it. Last night just about midnight I was standing in a friend’s driveway, tired, getting wet, and getting cold. We were talking about a friend who’s been going through a rough patch. A REAL rough patch. The kind you often never get through except to maybe the other side. It’s such a helpless feeling. To know what is likely, what is unlikely and what is most likely inevitable. It’s not a rock and hard place; it’s just a hard all over.

So my friend says ‘Hey, any chance you could sign a CD and I could pass it along. It’d mean a lot.” I thought to myself, in the big scheme of things I can’t imagine how it could, but maybe that’s not the point. Maybe the ‘point’ already happened when 2 friends stood out in the rain and commiserated how ‘F’-ing unfair life can be sometimes and how blindsided we can be by the way it unfolds.

Although I’ve not been a ‘musician’ for long, my music’s meant a lot to me and I often hope it means a fraction of that to someone else who chances to listen. So I signed the CD. Did the best I could with what few words one could say at the time like that and in a 4 ½ inch square. It felt equal measures resignation and hope and wondered like if the gesture would ever be enough, like throwing your voice into the dark canyon void and waiting for the echo.

I don’t know. I know less now than I did last night. I’m still waiting for that echo. But I DO know this: Being a musician has taught me more about being a human being, than being a human being has taught me about being a musician. It’s taught me to be patient, humble, and to treasure the moments. I’m truly Grateful for that. I’ll stand in the rain with a friend or for a friend for hours any time, any place and be Grateful for the moment…

Peace my friend…