Good Morning, Dad!
Wellll, I returned from Europe six days ago and and leaving for another tour in about an hour. I’ve been wanting to write to you for such a long time, but things have just been too busy. But, oh my, you have been on my mind.
You know what? Everyone keeps telling me about how hard the “firsts” are going to be, and, well, they’re RIGHT. SO HARD. I celebrated my birthday, and it was absolutely bitter sweet. I mean, Danny took me for a beautiful adventure through the countryside of England…..what’s better than that?!?!? You know what’s better? Having Danny take me on that adventure AND hearing your voice sing me happy birthday, and getting a card in the mail from you that I know you took hours to pick out, and telling me how proud of me you are. I guess I realized I no longer have that person that is ridiculously proud of me! Only dad’s can be that proud. Plus, what’s a birthday without a dad? Still a birthday, I know. But it’s just not the same. Nothing is ever the same. But I really did think of you a lot. And cried a lot. And just let myself feel a little shitty, while at the same time laughing and celebrating with Danny. It was a great day, and to be honest, it feels good to get these “firsts” over with. Here’s a picture of how excited I was to visit this awesome castle:
And then there was yesterday. Our one year wedding anniversary. Let me just say, it was a fantastic day. We had beautiful community time with our most amazing friends, went swimming, ate green chile stew and a bunch of other celebratory food, etc…On a side note, did you hear me? We’ve been married ONE YEAR!!!! In celebration of our paper anniversary, Danny and I attempted to make each other origami figures and failed at it, and then opened the special wedding box. This box consists of a bunch of pieces of paper with everyone’s name that attended our special day. Along with their name, it said how that person knows us. All of those pieces of paper were strung up around our Huppah. It brought such a sense of connectedness to our wedding day. So we took all those papers down and put them in a box to open on our anniversary. That’s what we did last night. And it was AMAZING! We loved it. And then I got to the card that said,”Rich Elkin. Carrie’s Dad.” Oh boy, dad. Oh boy. It took it out of me. I am so thankful you were with us on our wedding day. I’m so thankful you walked me down the isle. I’m so thankful we got to dance and laugh and be silly.
Hmmmmm…..I think I put most everything that’s been going on in the above couple paragraphs. I’ve been thinking a lot though, about how, since you died, I am so much more aware that I’m only a visitor to this planet. And I love that feeling, actually. It makes me live better. It makes me live more presently and with more awareness. I feel more connected. I feel a deeper sense of purpose. AND, I’m understanding that grief doesn’t only happen when someone dies. Grief is all around us, in all different sorts of situations, but I think we sometimes forget that. My friend is about to have a double mastectomy and I keep thinking about the grieving involved in such a thing. Something so personal. Something so about being a woman. Wow. I mean, really. It just gets me thinking about it all. About the loss of relationships, about moving, about losing a job, about all the fertility stuff……it’s just crazy to think about how resilient we all are, right? GO US!!!!! WE ARE SO COOL!!!!!!! (we need to remind ourselves though). OMG, dad, did you just LOVE that pep talk? You TOTALLY would have given the same talk to me!
Oh man, our European tour was so beautiful. The shows, the countryside, our time together. Danny is a beautiful soul and he played beautiful shows and there’s no better word than beautiful to describe everything I just described. And now I’m back to Europe with Sam Baker…..TODAY! I’m leaving TODAY! AND, guess what? Mom’s coming with us. How fun is that going to be? We’ll be in the Netherlands for one week and England for a week. Another thing you taught me……don’t wait to do shit……just do it. So mom’s coming. YES!
Well, this is all I have time for. I could write to you for hours…..
I miss you, dad. So much. That’s all there is to it.
Here’s some awesome tour photos…..