Life and its curves

A few weeks ago, my father died. He was 91. For the last 10 years he was the focus of much of my attention, my time, and my energy. Playing music took a back seat to care giving. But, music is also my therapy. I continued writing songs, usually in the evenings when Dad went to sleep. But, I would get tired and had to get some sleep. The next day it was getting up early to start the care giving routine. all over again. 

Of course, my moods have been like a racket balls bouncing off all the walls, sometimes sad, sometimes trying to be glad, faking that down in the dumps feeling. Hoping that someday you'll be able to smile again, laugh again. You know you will, of course, but you also know that you have to feel the pain of losing someone so important to you. 

And, here comes another curve in life's mountain roads. dTrump got elected President on the day my dad died. A double whammy. How could America vote against its own interests? How could we choose to be a nation of bigots, racists, and white supremacists? Do we even have a democracy anymore? At a minimum, why does America have so many stupid people or so few people that think like me?

Of course, all of this is going to be food for my songs.I grew up during the 50's and 60's. Protest songs were the pulse of our time.  Bob Dylan, Marvin Gaye, Bob Sieger, Arlo Gutherie, are example of musicians with something to say.  Sometimes a shout, a plea to society to change for the good of all. 

Either way, I am who I am, because of the road I traveled, the experiences I have had. I am a better person, a better father, a better husband because of my care giving experiences. Taking care of Dad has taught me not to judge to harsh, but to try to understand. We are all a product of our experiences, the choices we have made and the luck we have had. I have been blessed, I do what I want, when I want to, and I have enough of everything. Although I always want a little more, I am pretty happy and content most of the time, especially when I am around those I love and who love me, and playing and creating music.   

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