The frenzy has passed ...the planning, the emails, cleaning, shopping, cooking. Now I'm just waiting, trying to comprehend that it's actually here ... an event I've been looking forward to for months. Now I'm just sitting here, waiting, watching the clock.
Tonight some of my favorite songs will be sung right here in my own living room, by the very singer/songwriter who heard them in his heart and captured them to share with others like me ... someone I've been listening to for, gosh, thirty years! It has seemed like a dream at times, trying to imagine it. It has also taken on nightmarish tones at times, trying to work out all of the details, trying to figure out how to fit everyone I care about and who I know would love to be here in my house, wishing I could invite everyone to share this event with me ... feeling bad because I can't.
Tonight I'll get to wish my brother a happy birthday in person and see many friends - some I haven't seen since high school, some I've never even met face-to-face!
But by this time tomorrow, it will be all over ... all in the past, just another memory. That makes me sad.
Ah, I'm doing too much thinking. That's what comes of too much time on my hands. I better get up and find something to do - I'm sure there's something I've forgotten ...