Sometimes sitting down to write a weekly catch up is hard. It’s a challenge to slow down and reflect when a million things are demanding my attention – the loudest of which is Christopher. Sometimes it’s hard to write because Detour life is such a jumble of emotions. Sometimes it’s hard because we’re just in the mundane, the running, rerunning and rerunning again of everything and I wonder how do I make that sound new, captivating, engaging.
All that being said it’s just been hard to isolate an hour of time for me – Hard because we’ve been about what Detour is about . . . Thursday was rehearsal… both rehearsal rooms BUSY. Both rooms focused. I know there were pianos going in both rooms but so were loud, exuberant voices. .only in the hush between songs could you hear there was another show being put up just a wall width away. Exciting to see that buy-in now. We’re not quite at the panic stage but we’re squarely at “taking it all seriously.”
What was extra magical about Thursday was the juxtaposition of celebration, remembrance and family . . . We had put out a call for gathering food for Friday’s memorial of Rosie, we had put out the word for a celebration of the marriage of our coaches Andrea and Simon and then for the birth of Jean’s first grandbaby. So we practiced until we partied and honored this wedding and birth, and we packed up food to be taken to Rosie’s celebration of life. So maybe lyrics are rusty and dance steps still needing to be nailed down and I have one quite elusive scene to be created – all that is true – but so is the thanks I give for this group that just opened their hearts Thursday and made “one for all and all for one” (a line sung by the Newsies) our byword for living. I was so proud, so awed – so absolutely not in charge. This loving is just spontaneous giving born from a group of people that live goodness through and through.
So today I’m reminded that this week is about thanks . . . here’s a very short, very inadequate beginning list . . .
Friday was the memorial and a group of us made the trek… a reminder again of how grateful I am for friendship as well as the support poured out for the Granados family.
Sunday Dick, Alicia, David B. were here to organize set – no tiny task. No gym needed for them that day – they lifted, heaved and moved a mountain (really) of platforms… as that was happening a whole crew of us gathered to run scenes… 5 actors squished in my tiny living room plus Charlcy and Jack navigating furniture. It was crowded, heartfelt, supportive and spot-on for learning. Grateful for that dedication.
Monday was rehearsal and JoAnna tried her costumes on a few . . . more grateful. .they’re amazing. Jenna didn’t want to take her’s off… I don’t know how often she’s felt satan but she was mesmerized by it and so quick to want Chris too to see it with his hands too… I was sooo grateful then too . . just the amount of caring in making these beautiful garments and grateful too for the honest and real excitement of the actors who are wearing them.
Then there are all Eddie’s bags… I think maybe 20 complete newspaper bags she’s made AND tried to rough up by sitting in the dirt. Grateful for this creativity and over the top caring.
Grateful, grateful, grateful . . . for friendship, for the wisdom of this dear group, and for the love they share boldly, proudly.
Grateful for all those who advocate for opportunity by living this example of inclusion. It’s everywhere in Detour . . . maybe we can be a tiny step toward making it everywhere in our community.
I just read that the new Mr. Roger’s movie has a full minute of silence, a minute to think of those who have helped you in your life. I took that minute and this flood of beautiful faces came to mind… .the flood of faces I see weekly Thursday after Thursday and so many days now between . . . It wasn’t so hard to write this after taking that 60 seconds challenge. I knew all I wanted to do was say thank you. .loudly, from the heart and for all to know.
In the oddest of ways, I’m most thankful too that Christopher is Christopher. His life and being have been there to challenge me to appreciate that there is an abundance of reasons to cherish life and truly offer thanks.