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  • October27th

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    So, is it always better to give than to receive?  What do you think? Most times?  Some times? Always? Depends?  The follow-up question is similar.  Is it better to listen than to talk?  Most times? Some times? Always? Depends?

    When it comes to relationships in general I tend to believe in the “give and listen” more than “take ‘n talk” but today was a take and talk day and I was sooooooo blessed to have a friend who let me.   It was a long lunch and was completely devoted to me, moi, myself and I.  It was helpful and healing and a great gift.

    The double chocolate gelato was pretty terrific too.

  • October27th

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    I think the weekend took it’s toll.  I’m wiped out, but whatever effort was extended, it was more than worth it. I require nothing more today than the quiet feeling of gratitude that has filled me up.

  • October27th

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    I drove the MB Cruiser Motorhome/Van back to Utah from Denver through the scariest windstorm I’ve ever encountered.  Before today’s drive I  thought all those weather channel shows about the power of nature to move man and beast I would have rolled my eyes and said something about special effects.  No more.  I experienced a wind assisted shift from lane to lane that freaked me out.

    My M2B:) moment today was making it home safely through the prairie winds.

  • October27th

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    Flew into Denver today to catch a matinee of  Bram Stoker’s DRACULA at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts. My son Scott is playing a cool part in the play and I was excited to see him slaying vampires and speaking in the requisite period British accent.  Lynne and her best friend from high school drove with my mother-in-law who said she really wanted to see her grandson drive a stake through a vampire’s heart before she died.  It was a Herculean effort for her to get to the play, but she really, really wanted to pay the price to be there.  And bless Lynne and her friend Martie who were willing to do their part to make this happen.  My part, it turns out, was to be the designated driver to get them safely home.

    I should note here that I liked the play.  It was such a morality play and took on large, sweeping, good vs evil themes in a Masterpiece Theatre sort of way.  I was also happy for Scott because getting union acting gigs in a down economy is a tough hustle.  And he’s good at what he does, and what he loves.  Made me happy to see him shine, even if it was in a very dark-ish way.

    As much pain as Lynne’s mom was in, she postponed the heaviest of her medications so she could be aware of what was going on.  It was good to see her shining with a healthy dose of grandmother pride.

    And as Lynne was making sure everyone was comfortable and attended to during our supper after the show I saw her shining as well.   But then, when doesn’t she shine?

  • October27th

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    The flight to Atlanta was great and when the plane touched down I had the M2B:) unexpected joy of being merely a short train ride away from the hotel and convention center where I’d be performing tonight.  I was excited to return to Atlanta for Time Out For Women but my mood was elevated  (by a factor of say, 10) by the convenience of being where I needed to be without sitting in traffic.  Oh, how I love that.

    But I have to confess I love the ladies of Georgia and surrounding states even more.  Really.  Love the accents, love the graciousness, love the hospitality and  love bein’ called “sugar”  (maybe they meant to say, “Brother Sugar” and I just didn’t hear the first part)  I came here tonight with a heavy heart but left with my load lightened.  Thank you for sharing the journey and the musical signposts along the way.