A thank you
I just got off the phone with Mom and Dad. We talk a couple of times a week usually (it should be more, I know…I suck), and when life happens, it’s more spontaneous and frequent, as it should be. But even if it’s not…even if it’s routine, the times we do speak are meaningful beyond words. We live far apart, so our conversations involve a lot of sharing of our respective worlds. It fills the gap of distance…although fleetingly it may be.
But, I live in two worlds…the “scientist by day” world and the “screenwriter by night” world (what else is one to do when one’s aptitude differs so greatly from one’s passion??) And to truly know their daughter, Mom and Dad had to accept both worlds, even if they didn’t understand them. (Yes…there is a theme here with their eldest daughter, it seems. But I digress.) I can only imagine what it must have been like for them to come to terms with my need for both. The tremendous investment of time, energy and money on a vocation on the opposite spectrum of my true passion as an artist…the toll it’s taken on me (eg chronic sleep deprivation, regular migraines, an irritable bowel, oops…TMI)…I know they worry about me. But Mom and Dad came through it valiantly. They read my crap, endured my struggles, and championed my efforts that got me to where I am at this moment. And they are proud of me and the place I have made for myself in BOTH worlds.
I am making a film. It’s a dream come true. And I am forever grateful to my family and friends that have and continue to support me in both of my worlds.