There is nothing like a day away, a few firefighters and a grant to take the edge off.
In my less than stellar I was at my wit’s end running on steam have someone wake me when it’s over week…month…year I got some good news. A one sentence email from my husband telling me that his business got the grant. No fuss, no exclamation points. Just a “we got the grant”. If you know Scott you’ll understand. He isn’t an exclamation point kind of guy. He doesn’t do drama even if this warrants some drama. Because this is big!!!! I can’t begin to explain the bigness of this. Let’s just leave it at BIG and in Scott’s understated words, “there is a sense of relief.” (see? no drama) A sense of relief doesn’t begin to cover it.
On the heels of that I was getting ready to go to Nanaimo to work. And pack. Lots and lots of packing and purging. I get such a high from getting rid of things. Garbage bag after garbage bag of things. Box after box to donate. That was Saturday and on Sunday we took the ferry to Nanaimo.
This is what I needed. To be on a ferry looking out at the ocean stretched out in front of me with blue, blue sky and sun. Apparently Vancouver Island holds the sun hostage.
I was late giving my speech due to some technical difficulties. When things finally got going it all went off without a hitch and those boys! Well, young men. They were like the Matt Saracens of Friday Night Lights. I got to drop the puck at the puck-dropping ceremony (I think I just made that up?) at their hockey game. I flaked out and panicked, “What do I do? Do I just drop it?” It seemed too simple to me. The captain from the opposing team gave me this weary, c’mon lady look and said, “Just drop it.” I did and smiled for the camera.
I spent the rest of the day with the Nanaimo Firefighters. What is it about firefighters? Is it the uniform? Is it their wholesomeness? Is it that they rescue? I just adore them. Over the years I have spent a lot of time with firefighters and I have yet to meet a mean one or even a grouchy one. They’re human I know, but they’re my version of a superhero.
On the ferry ride back to the mainland I was eavesdropping on this reporter’s conversation with a couple he had just met about everything from polygamy to politics to current movies. This man seemed to know everything about everything, but I thought I was going to lose my mind when he couldn’t come up with the name of the guy in Cocktail or Top Gun or Mission Impossible. Are you kidding me??? What rock has he been under?? You don’t have to like the guy but everyone knows who that guy is. It took much restraint to not shout, “TOM CRUISE, you numptyhead!!”
We had a great weekend.
Out on that long stretch of ocean I remembered why we chose to follow our dreams in the first place. Because sometimes the risk pays off. Sometimes the reward is truly worth all the work you have to do. Because you don’t know unless you try. Because even when you’re worn out and dizzy from the whirlwind you dared to believe. Because living beats existing.
In Revolutionary Road
This movie is not for the faint of heart. It is not a feel good pick you up movie. Not even close. And I loved it. The performances were spectacular. Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio just went for it and they made a heartbreakingly beautiful movie.