Hello,

I haven’t posted anything on my blog in some time. I think about it everyday but I just never really get around to it. I suppose it’s because it’s because I really don’t have anything that is that important to me to say. But today I have something that I need to tell you about.

My brother and I had lunch with a guy that goes to my brothers church several months ago. His name is Art. He is 51 years old and full of life. Art is a Manager for several musicians and a sound engineer, one of the best in Nashville. He’s been involved in music most all of his life, since he was 16. He’s travelled all over the world and with some of the biggest music legends to walk the planet.

Four weeks ago Art was told that he had 6 days to 3 weeks to live. He’s had very high blood pressure all of his life and because he has had a pretty busy life he hasn’t taken the best care of himself until about 6 years ago. However the damage has been done. the arteries in his heart have blown holes in them because of the high blood pressure that he’s had for so long. He came this morning to spend thanksgiving with us and he’s just been telling us story after unbelievable story. Every other thing that comes out of his mouth is a crack up one liner. He just laughs so much. It’s so easy for me to listen to him. He is acting so normal as if everything is fine.

The more time I spend with him the more I realize that he and I get a long really well and that in any other circumstance he and I would be very close friends. But he only has a few days left in this place and when I listen to him I find myself fighting off tears. In a little while, any minute now, Art won’t be here anymore. His love of life, his knowledge of just about anything you want to talk about, his wisdom will all be gone.

I see a lot of myself in him, his freedom, his love of life, his joy; I see me in him and someone that I want to become. At this point in my life I find myself so discontent with where and who I am. I feel defeated and scared. I don’t have any plans for the future only that which I think of to do for the next 5 minutes in front me. I feel like a plain in the sunset with no where to land. I don’t think it was any accident that Art is about to leave and I’m starting my life and that we came into each others life now.

I’m going to spend the next few weeks with him and try to learn what I can from him until I move away or he leaves. So I’m gonna try to blog about our times together because I feel like I’m suppose to learn something and grow from this beautiful mans life.

Brett

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