Goddaughter!

Last weekend I had the amazing opportunity to meet my goddaughter for the first time. I flew to Idaho on a whim for her baptism, and it was so special to see old friends who are like family. There is something amazingly comfortable about seeing people who truly know you at your worst and at your best, and people you've known for decades. It completely warmed my heart to be in the middle of nowhere Idaho for such a special occasion with some of the best people in the world.

Phish.

I went to my third Phish show last night at Bethel Woods, the place where Woodstock was held. Our cab driver, Charlie, snuck out when he was 15 and attended Woodstock. He showed us where everyone was showering and camping out as we grew closer to the venue. It was a bit nostalgic, even though I wasn't even born then.

I felt the spirit as soon as we stepped out of the cab, and it was magical. I didn't want to leave. The landscape was breathtaking...being right in the middle of the Catskills, listening to great music surrounded by people with the same goal. The entire evening was the most fun I'd had in a good while, and I'm so lucky. I got back to Westchester around noon and wanted to turn right back around and drive up for tonight's show.

In fact, as I sit here and write I'm still contemplating it. Phish will take the stage in approximately 2 hours and 20 minutes. There is one ticket for sale, marked up about $40 from face value. I'm going to have to decide soon...

For the first time in my year or so of actually being a Phish fan, I understood. I get it now. I finally get it. And it's so good. I am officially hooked (no pun intended).

Heavy Heart.

It's really over. As much as it hurts, I breathed a small sigh of relief after what will hopefully be the last cry.

"If you find a girl who's willing to go through hell just to keep your relationship going, you really shouldn't take her love for granted."

"I'm movin' on, at last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me. And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone. I'm movin' on."

One more time...

So I'm gonna give this another try. With many changes happening in my life, writing could be a nice escape if only for just a moment.

It's pretty amazing how sometimes strangers and people you don't know can be some of the most inspiring voices in life. That's one thing I love about humanity: the ability to relate to one another.

Lately, I have been on the opposite side of the spectrum as Charlie Sheen. While he is "winning", and have been losing in many areas of life (the only good thing about losing is weight loss - yay for 8 pounds down in one month!). I remain thankful though, for losing has brought upon a humbleness and vulnerability inside of me.

I'm desperately hoping that this discomfort and heartache will build an even stronger character inside of me.

In the words of the brilliant Robert Hunter, "But I'll get back on my feet again someday,
The good Lord willin', if He says I may."

xo