Thursday, September 13, 2007

Slowly coming back

I almost closed the theater this week. At one point I felt that there is nothing left I want to write about. But I feel like there are too many wonderful things that my children do that I still want to share those things with my friends and family. For now, the basement door is going to be closed.

I know, I know, you're all devastated. Sorry. If you still want a free song, email me and I'll send something special each Friday. I suspect that I'll find inspiration in the coming weeks.

I really want to try doing this regularly. I really like the whole blogging experience. Unfortunately, life trips you up and in this case, my knees are too scraped to bare my soul right now.

So, then, how 'bout them Indians?



Py Korry said...

It's like a house of cards with my favorite bloggers. First Jefito, then Jason, now you! It's all truly depressing...

Stacie said...

Sorry to hear that things are not going well right now! Take time to heal yourself, Body and sole and try to get back soon................

HomeLight said...

Scott: I think the question is how can you take a bad situation and make it postive for others. I know that this sounds very pollyannish. But in a way, you have shown us readers how to do this over and over when you talk about your son.

Helping you out with some basement songs - I think of the lyrics from I'll Be There - I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all you do
Just call my name and I'll be there. Or perhaps the song by James Taylor - If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
And soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
Ill come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you got to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.