"Pway a game wif me?"

I'm not sure what I'm going to write but it seems like it's been long enough. Ginger has been back with her Mom for a few weeks now. I miss her a lot, but I've been running so much since she left that I haven't had a chance to dwell on it. I'm currently working on two different plays. One opens tonight and I'm running lights and whatever other technical issues need to get figured out along the way. The other show I'm building a set and it doesn't open until December.

It's been nice to be back in the theatre world again. There are the usual frustrations but it feels great when things come together and everyone hits their marks just right. The show isn't perfect and it'll need a bit more work but it WILL come together. I don't fail at things I try and I will do everything I can to make a show I'm working on succeed. I've lived in that theatre most of the week - 10 or more hours a day. On Monday morning we stepped into a theatre none of us had worked in, equipment that wasn't familiar and plenty of electrical gremlins along the way but, it all came together and we'll finish up with a decent show.

Hardly a day goes by that I'm not reminded of Ginger - kids in a store, toys around the house - it all makes me miss her. I love her smile and her laugh. She is a kind, caring, compassionate 3 year old. Ginger continues to look at the world with curiosity, something I hope she never loses. We only begin to fail at life when we quit asking questions and finding the answers. In this house she's always been given the opportunity to do what she wanted and to use her imagination. She can play for hours with a piece of paper and come up with something new every time. That level of imagination seems to be missing in our post computer world and I hope she never loses it.

I've also thought about my Dad. Because of him I'm able to make things do what I need them to do. I learned long ago that anything is possible. I will never say the word "can't" without flashing back to a conversation when I was young - maybe 10 or 11. To this day, if something needs to happen I will find a way to make it happen. This is a trait that serves me well in the theatre and it's helped out everywhere else along the way. There are so many elements in this show that I've never dealt but they are working now. I stepped into the show knowing nothing about it, but once I leave it my artistic stamp will be buried everywhere. I could have just sat back and done what they asked me to do and panic when things didn't work. But that's not how I was raised. You just jump in and get it done. If you don't know how, you figure it out and get the job done. Things broke - we fixed them. Ideas didn't work, we worked around them.

Well, this has turned into an odd ramble. It feels good to put words down even if they only make sense to me. Thanks, for indulging me.