We are drifting into afternoon and I am feeling quite reflective about life right now. I had a rough evening and my mind and heart are fluttering terribly. I don’t understand it, because life is good. I’m in a really good space in my relationship and there are no real problems in my life… Which is why this small stuff feels so big. So, what are the issues? Well, my youngest is moving through the college recruiting process without me. I mean, sure, he reaches out if he needs money or someone to take him somewhere, but when it comes to the official (read: free) visits he doesn’t even tell me about them unless I ask. That’s what has me in such a funk about how I raised him. He went on an official visit to Oregon State this weekend and after I texted him what his plans were for the weekend on Friday he told me he was heading to the airport… That is not good communication or a good parent-child relationship. I get he is staying with his mom this summer, but why does that delete me from any sense of understanding about what is happening in his life? That led me down a dark hole to a realization that the only school that has talked to me in any form is the only one I spent a thousand dollars to bring him to visit.
The rest don’t even know that he has a father.
There’s the part that gets me down. They don’t know I exist, which means I don’t in any meaningful way for them and conversely, him. How should a parent react to that state of things? I don’t know. I’m still feeling out the edges of how I feel about it and why.
The rest of the downers have to do with writing. It is the longest running thing of importance in my life. I’ve been a writer since I could lift a pencil. I feel more and more that the life of writing is slipping from my grasp as I find myself writing stuff that isn’t vibing with what is left of my creativity. I’m eating out of the bottom of the carton here. Don’t know what to do about that dwindling creativity and how it does not gel with the stuff I am working on. I’m struggling to find character voices and motives in all of these 5 projects I’m engaged in. Being engaged in 5 projects (3 of which are for the same topical project) is a part of the problem to be sure. I hate feeling like I need to get through the work vs. enjoying and falling into the process of the work. I need to be able to get back to that place if I am going to write anything genuine and interesting.
I just don’t know if I can find my way back.
Some Thoughts:
- Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “A rematch of 1999: It’s Spurs vs. Knicks for NBA title, after teams met in NBA Cup final as well” 27 years later we get the rematch. I am so happy for all the players who have stuck around to see this moment in time. Last matchup was about another generational Spur doing his thing… Yeah, script is looking kinda tough. I still have hope.
- Laying off the politics as much as possible because they bring me nothing but pain. I’ll leave that mix of pain and snark to Last Week Tonight.