It’s been quiet here lately. My (general) enthusiasm has been dented considerably by the most tragic of events in April - the loss of our first baby at birth.
The process of getting back to “normal�? (if there’s such a thing) is helped along by many things, in particular, family, friends and colleagues who have been unbelievable during this time. Thank you.
An item that I’ve found personally comforting is the book ‘Ghost Rider – Travels On The Healing Road’, written by Neil Peart, coincidentally, a drummer (of the band Rush – and also lyricist). In this book, he briefly lets us into his life at a very low point in his rhythmic cycle after he lost his wife and daughter (and dog too). He recounts how he looks after his baby soul (as he calls it) by continuously travelling by motorbike through Canada, America and Mexico. Riding, diary entries and letter writing improved his baby soul until “something came up�? (as it always does) and his life took another more positive turn.
I’ve just reached the end of Ghost Rider, and in some ways I feel I’ve also travelled partly along the healing road - the road being the book itself. I’m not here to review it, but just to say I found it supporting; it struck a chord for me and evoked many different thoughts and views of our own recent events.
It took Neil Peart two years to get behind a drum kit again. I too have struggled to hold sticks but slowly my enthusiasm is building and hopefully I’ll be back to learning and playing regularly behind my own kit at home.
Roll the bones.
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