Sometimes, it takes a Grateful Dead phrase to sum up things when they get surreal. Since we last “chatted” some things have happened.
My all-female Shakespeare company produced our second production of free Shakespeare in the Park, Macbeth, to over 100 people (over two performances.) It was excellent
I’ve started rehearsal on A Midsummer Night’s Dream for the other summer Shakespeare festival that I work for. We’ve ventured off 11,000 years back in time to Mythical Atlantis and have dotted the landscape with some wicked awesome fae!
But the event that has shaped my life over the last six weeks, and sucked away my ability to remember anything, is the passing of my dear father to kidney failure. He was 84 years old and lived a good life. He was the best of men and I miss him every day. I have experienced grief before, but not from the loss of a parent. I feel honored that I was raised by my two amazing parents and that I have gotten so many years with them…but all that doesn’t make me miss or love him any less.
And that is where I have been. I’ve been working to get back on track and it’s a slow process. This, however, is the step I’ve been looking forward to taking in this journey – the step that takes me back to you. We are traveling this summer and I’m finishing my course work in Travel Studies this fall which will lead to more amazing journeys.
Come with me…I’ll make no promises right now as I sort through my grief, but I will do what I can…
I’ve missed you! It’s good to be back.