Another hot night in the studio…. I got a phone call today that gave me great perspective.

(I am fine, my family is fine… just unexpected news… it really doesn’t even affect me personally…)

Whenever I get unexpected news, I end up pondering life and the reason why I do what I do. I end up counting my blessings… D. The cowboy. My amazingly loving family. My art…. there are many.

I end up thinking that planning is pretty overrated. Every time I make a map of my life I end up finding a detour.(Is is a coincidence that I am listening to “The Long and Winding Road”?)

I have taken the scenic route in my life more than once. I have lived all over this beautiful country. I am settled in a place that I love. I truly love. I have been afforded the luxury of finding a life partner and starting a family. I have one hell of a beautifully, amazing child. I am really blessed.

It has not been an easy road. It has been a very long and winding road. The news I heard today has been of someone I care about has a big detour in her plans. I am hoping it proves to be wonderful for her. Unexpected and scary as all get out… but it is the stuff that paves the way to joy.

Times like these make me miss my dad so much. He always had the right words and enthusiasm to let you know that you were ok. Even when breathing was a chore… he knew how to breathe for you. With you. He just knew. He always knew.

Again with the melodrama on a hot night in my studio. I am headed out of town for the end of next week to Cooperstown. And I will see my friend there. And I will feel my dad there. And we will sit an breathe. ‘Cause sometimes… that is just the best thing to do.