While four weeks ago represented my departure, and the last three weeks represented my journey for self-rediscovery, this week represents my return home and the positive effects of that experience. The first thing I want to say is that I never picked up my beautiful guitar, throughout that entire journey, except to take it in and out of each room that I had slept in every evening. I think that I really didn't want to be alone and my guitar served as my "would be", tried and true, companion throughout. Great, I just realized that I had a make-believe friend when I was 30 years old. I'll just pretend that I didn't have conversations with it. ;0 But seriously, THAT journey was the BEST experience that I had EVER made for myself. Not that I'd encourage anyone to experience what I had scratched and scraped my way through. In fact, I wish for the opposite. I wish that no one would ever have to face such anguish and self despair. At that time in my life, everything was coming to a head. Thankfully, my instincts forced me to resolve my "issues". Those sacred days by myself allowed me to reflect upon who I was, who I wanted to be, and how I was going to become the person that I knew I should be. I'm still working on it. I'm pretty sure that I will continue to do so, for the rest of my life. THAT, is my purpose; the purpose that I had lost, and found.
I came back home, to the relief of my family, safe and, more importantly, in my mind, "sound". Refreshed, renewed, and revitalized, I went back to work on Monday, as was expected of me. But, the difference from that point forward, was the light shining brightly within me, that had been temporarily dimmed by self-doubt and so much more. I would have to write a book in order to describe what happened to me next. I'd love to do so, one day. But, for the purpose of this simple video, I will convey these few details. On October 3, 1998, on a Saturday afternoon, a torrential downpour further delayed my arrival to my ex-girlfriend's wedding. I was already running late. I had just completed the paperwork, with a realtor, for the purchase of my first home. I was ecstatic! As I ran through the open doors of the church, perfectly soaked by the rain, I quickly made my way to the woman greeting guests within the narthex of the church. With a coy smile, I introduced myself, only to be received by silence. After a few awkward, frozen moments, I internally scratched my head, and made my way into the church. I shrugged it off and afterwards, I didn't think anything of it. Little did I know, at that time, "I" would be the hot topic of conversation for the woman who had just snubbed me. She was so shocked to see me at the church, that my presence had stunned her into temporary silence. Long story short, it turns out that THAT woman of awkward silence became my dream come true. Who would have thought that, three months later, I would present her with a promise ring. I proposed with the engagement ring, three months after that. (Please enjoy clips from my proposal, as presented on my 18th video for "We've Only Just Begun".) Blissfully, we were married on May 27, 2000. (Please enjoy clips from our wedding, as presented on my 21st video for "You Make Me Feel Brand New".)
What better way to express my sentiments, through music, than by singing Melissa Manchester's adult contmeporary hit, "Through the Eyes of Love", in order to credit THE woman who gave me an even greater purpose, who fanned the flames of new life into my recovering soul: my wife, Catherine. After all of that agony, my renewed purpose, my renewed light, attracted many Blessings for which I am eternally grateful. These last four videos represent THE crossroads, in my life, that eventually led to many dreams coming true. I can honestly say that, every day, is a dream come true.
"Through the Eyes of Love", the adult contemporary hit for Melissa Manchester, was written and composed by Carole Bayer Sager and Marvin Hamlisch, in 1979. "Through the Eyes of Love" was the theme song for the 1978 American romantic drama Ice Castles. It was also nominated for an Academy Award in 1979, but lost to "It Goes Like It Goes" from the film, Norma Rae.