Eddie Van Halen is no longer with us. Like Bowie, Prince, MCA, George Michael over the last several years. Building blocks of my musical DNA, the ones that set my mind on fire when I was young. Gone.
It's true. It's been 200 days since we got home from my nephew's wedding and everything shut down. I thought I would take a moment, reflect and just share some random thoughts, musings, observations and words on this unique moment in time.
I am always apprehensive about today. There are emotions I don't want to deal with that come to the surface today.
Is this the tipping point? Can it reach a level that it impacts law, real change and elections (local, state and national)? George Floyd is not a hero, he is not a martyr, he is a victim. It’s not about him, it’s about the 8:46. And to quote my pastor from yesterday, “It’s pain, wrapped around pain.”
I work for a great company. They gave us a day off. A day to reflect. A day to reconnect with our community. A day to take a stand against injustice. What do you do with a gift like that?
What do those numbers mean? Seems kind of random. What if I told you those numbers are HUGE? (But the one on the left has been bigger.)
I know what you are thinking. There is no joy in this. But in trying times, there is also Joy. Stay with me here. I would like to share the Joy of the last couple of weeks. (seriously!)