I lay in bed listening to the rain, the thunder…watch the lightning. Normally when I see it’s going to be a rainy day I never think “How great this is.” No, I usually don’t. Today? I guess I really wasn’t thinking “How great it is” but I was thinking about the past. Sitting on my front porch growing up during a thunderstorm; enjoying every clap of thunder, the mist of the rain hitting onto my face, legs and arms. I remember times of sitting inside Baba and Juju’s where it would be storming so hard where we would just sit inside and draw or watch tv; sit at the table and have cookies or just play cards. I can picture the lighting in their kitchen during a storm. Still light but dull; where you knew it was raining. I remember school days in the rain. Not being able to go outside for recess because of it. Rain…that’s really all I have to say. Just woke up thinking about positive past experiences rather than thinking, “Man, it’s raining…this sucks.”
We seem to take everything for granted. It’s ok. I do, you do, we all do. At least for the most part. I’ve been thinking a lot about that. To think one day we can have everything and the next day it’s gone. I could relate this to the loss of my job but that doesn’t even come close to what I’ve been really thinking about. I may be searching for work now, but I still have a lot going for me.
One day last week while visiting my mom, I was asking her questions just to get her mind going. I asked her if she wanted a million dollars and she said no. The second after I said that and up until now, I think about that question over and over. If I were in her position I wouldn’t want a million dollars either. What could I do with it? Nothing. To think one day she was in perfect health and the next day I come to the house to see her laying in the hallway; suffering from a large stroke and brain damage from the impact she hit her head.
Health…that is what is important. Not how many guitars I own, how great of a job I have, how many fans I have on Facebook. No…Possessions mean nothing. Of course I have not gotten rid of any of these things and I’m not telling you to as well. All I’m saying is one day you could be relaxing in your favorite chair, watching your favorite tv show and the next day things change so drastic that you may never experience that again. Right now I’m looking at picture of my mom that were taken just 18 days prior to her stroke and you would not think anything was wrong with her.
I can cry and tell you all I’ve had a rough few years. Having to deal with this of my mom and the passing of my dad. But, this post is in no means to be a sob story. I dunno, it’s just a shocker really. Enjoy life, be happy for what you have, don’t worry about everything. How would you like to spend the last day of your life as you know it worrying when you could be enjoying yourself?
Last night, Shala and I made our way up to Blossom to see Radiohead. It was definitely a show I have been looking forward to for a long time. Radiohead is just one of those bands who I’ve always wanted to see and jumped at the chance of getting to see them.
They played a good two hours and played songs mainly from The King of Limbs and In Rainbows. They did play songs from other albums though too. It was energetic, Thom Yorke went all “spaz-like” and the stage set up was pretty damn cool too.
Would I go see them again? I very well think I would.
I Might Be Wrong
Like Spinning Plates
Morning Mr. Magpie
Climbing Up the Walls
House of Cards
Give Up the Ghost
Exit Music (For a Film)