Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Gratitude...

Just heard that Summer's mom is flying all the way across the country to see closing night of the play. It is such an unbelievably kind and hugely generous thing for her to do that I am in tears. I realise that I am often in tears but still. So grateful and excited. Doubtless relatedly, yesterday after I wept and wept and wept at my shrink session and then, when it was over, fell to the floor in the waiting room and wept some more, I walked back across the park, past the Met, through a tunnel where the usual sax dude was blowing some jazzy number as I passed and he suddenly broke into "Somewhere Over the Rainbow". And yet again I understood that not only is Summer around and full of love and concern for me, for us, but she also retains her wonderful sense of humour and her intense concentration: "Michael. Sweetheart. I'm here. Please get it." Yes, my love. A thousand times, yes...

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