I really don't fear my emotions, I embrace them for the most part. However, there are times when they conflict and times when they surface at the wrong place and time.
Right after this picture was taken, right in the midst of the U2 concert, I was briefly struck with a tremendous amount of emotion. I fought it back but it was difficult. I was both happy and anxious.
My joy was the obvious culmination of nearly eighteen months of waiting for the moment to actually happen. The concert was cancelled last summer so we had to wait. In those eighteen months, a lot has happened with me and my battle, and there we were, finally.
At the same time I knew at that moment he and I were making memories. For him there are aspects of that night and the previous day that will last him many, many years, perhaps a lifetime.
For me those two days will also last a life time, but in all likelihood, a more abbreviated one. For you, the reader, this thought might be hard to understand. You might even be questioning, Was he really thinking that, in the middle of the concert?
My eminent demise is a thought that is always there lurking slightly below the surface. I'm a rather seasoned expert of keeping the thought and accompanying emotion at bay, but there it was, and there it remains. It's the elephant in the room around here. I talk about it only occasionally, but think about it often.
So why in the world would I quote the U2 song in the title of this blog and then go on to write a rather striking if not depressing entry? First, because I try to share nearly everything. Secondly, and much more importantly, to show you and those that find this blog next week, next year and so on, that it's ok to have these thoughts and experiences as long as you can keep them in perspective before returning to hope.
'Hope', that which gets us through this and every 'Beautiful Day'.
It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Peace be with you all.