I saw these words on a video title by Will Smith about fatherhood on Facebook today and they literally grabbed me by the, uh…neck.
During my personal struggles this past year, I have been emotionally overwhelmed by the absence of the thousands of people I have spent my life helping succeed. My weekly visits to my psychologist have been invaluable in dealing with the deep shock and disappointment of this revelation.
I can literally count on my fingers the small number of people who have been steadily present during this hardest year of my life.
I’m determined they will be present as I now again experience the blessing of success.
Thanks to Melissa, Ben, Brock, Ramy, Tiffany, Vince, Tami, Carlton, Mark, David, Rhonda, Kathy, Charlie, Patty, Daniel, L.C., David, Jim, Audrey, Jonathan, Matt, David, Jim and Agatha.
And to my Mom, Dad, brother and sister and their families.
We often fail to mention people by name in fear of forgetting someone. I’m certain I have neglected to mention someone who has consistently cared for me this past year, in the haste of writing this post, and if I have done so I apologize now.
However, that is the beauty of a blog—I can edit immediately. And if I happen to have inadvertently failed to mention you, I know you are big enough to mention it to me, because you have been big enough to show your love all year when I have been very unloveable.
There are names that are conspicuous in their absence, largely because of the glass house of our social networks. Those of you who follow me closely, know who I’m talking about without me saying anymore.
This purification process, though extremely painful, has a very positive side. It has enabled me to narrow my focus to a few people.
It has vividly exposed the people who really care. And the ones who don’t.
It has given me opportunity to understand I should not try to carry the whole world on my shoulders.
I can’t. I have clay feet.
Just like every other person who has ever lived. Just like those who have been absent and judgemental.
But I am determined despite my human frailty, to shun bitterness, shame and banishment—instead I plan to continue to provide refreshment, encouragement and diffusion of ideas for those creatives that will allow me the opportunity to do so.