One week from tonight, I’ll be returning from Memphis, TN, the final stop of a Crossroads tour initiated by my good friend Joaquin.
Two weeks from tonight I’ll be camping in King City, having completed day two (107 miles, but who’s counting) of the AIDS/LifeCycle ride.
In just over two weeks, Erin will enter the third trimester of her pregnancy and in just three months (or approximately 15 weeks) we’ll welcome our baby boy to the world.
Needless to say, our lives are ripe with all manner of emotions right now. Time seems to stretch and collapse upon itself as I move through long training rides, getting the house organized and in shape for baby, pulling together itinerary ideas for the roots and blues tour and all the while maintaining focus at work as we launch our next season of performances. But through all the busy distractions, I have been sustained by moments of such stunning clarity, where the future seems to reach into my consciousness and I find myself sitting with our son on the couch, or cleaning up a scrape from his first ride without training wheels. The emotions are here and gone in an instant, but then I see Erin moving from room to room with a nigh-on transcendent smile on her face and I realize we are, in our own ways, imagining the same little joys that await.
And time seems irrelevant, except for the fact that it is all that stands in the way of us fully living our little dreams.
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