I’ve been enjoying the comments I’ve received so far. A former student wrote “Personally I would like to hear not only about the disease itself or the bad things, but rather the good things, how your perception of things have changed for the better, how Eliot and Isaac are doing”. I had been thinking the same thought. After all, what is the point of this process if I’m not enjoying the life I have.
For various reasons which I will get into in later posts I have tried to live my life as if it were to end in the near future. I’m not the one to have a bucket list of adventure and travel that I need fulfilled. I have accomplished much that has made me happy. I have a loving wife and family. I have friends who are very dear to me. I have two wonderful sons who make me proud. I have been able to make my living as a professional musician. To me the secret of happiness is not in some far off goal or place but in the enjoyment of the mundane moments that occur while you are on the road to those goals.
Now that I’ve switched my chemo sessions to Fridays I am able to perform on the weekends. Last week I played some school concerts and got to share the fun with my younger son Eliot. “Peter and the Wolf” was one of the pieces. This is one of those early childhood seminal pieces that I love to this day. The fact that the main character shares my name might also have something to do with why it’s been important to me. Since this gig was an overnighter Eliot and I shared a lot of time together. This was a treasure worth more than any trip or goal.
I played Saturday night for a Rolling Stones Pops Concert. It felt good to be back on stage with my symphony friends. I really missed performing. Even if it’s not my favorite repertoire I still can’t believe how lucky I’ve been to make my living as a musician and I try to remind myself of that each time I’m on stage.
Thursday my older son Isaac is coming to town on his tour with “Cabaret”. I’ve been lucky enough to see him have success in musical theater. It’s hard to believe that the inexpierienced teenager we dumped off in New York City, telling him, “Here’s your opportunity, take it”, has come so far.
Unlike some of my earlier posts I don’t have a great concluding paragraph. Frankly I think that is appropriate. Feeling the sun on my face while I walk the dog, enjoying cooking a meal for the family are the wonderfully amazing mundane things that make a good day. As they say here in Louisiana,”The rest is lagniappe.