I’m totally backblogged. What’s that, you’re thinking? Well, its when you have thoughts and ideas and words you want to blog about but never seem to have a moment to get them down. Last week was intense: day trip to Victoriaville, sleepover with Neptune’s nieces, advancing this weekend’s shows and now this week, is rainy and we’re in rehearsals. Plus there’s been a massive emotional weight around here; Murray and I both preoccupied with Pablo’s last days. My head has been heavy with thoughts for Pablo and his family. Our friend, mentor and manager, Jeff Castelaz’s 6-year-old son Pablo battled a rare form of cancer for over a year. I strongly recommend you read their story at PABLOg!. It’ll put your entire existence back into perspective.
The past week has been a roller coaster of empathy, sadness, gratefulness, despondence, positivity and hope. And of love. I am totally inspired by the Castelaz/Thrailkill clan. Jeff and Jo Ann are, in my eyes, heroes; the pantheon of parenthood. I wish I could be in L.A. because I feel like the only useful thing I could give them is hugs. But anyway, anyway, anyway.
I only met Pablo once but knew so much about him from following the blog, I felt a closeness to him. Anyway, Neptune and Pablo hung out for like half an hour while Peter gave us the tour of the Dangerbird office in Silverlake in May. They went nuts on the conference room and we all tried to take pictures but mine didn’t turn out because the kids didn’t stay still for a second. It was a fun moment and I’m glad our families met.
We always have the future: to live in memory of those we love, in positivity and light. Always pushing us forward to another place, where we are meant to live in all our strength and for every moment.