Wish You Were Here

Edmund and Josephine

I’ve been out of pocket this past week, knocked down by illness. Nothing like fever, chills, congestion, aches, and sleep-deprivation to remind you how very small you are, so small that microscopic life-forms can derail your entire life!

So the number one goal right now is to get back to health so I can get back to work, back to caring for my family, and other real life, vitally important things.

During one of the many hours of sickness when all I could do was feebly lie down and read, I skimmed the history of the band Pink Floyd. Was disappointed that the band members had such acrimony toward each other. Gilmour and Waters at each other’s throats. Everyone dissing everyone else during the production of every album. Lawsuits, trademarks, blah blah blah. Here you have a great band that was great in spite of themselves. Contrast that with U2, who are a great band only because the four members–all only average musicians–have been such friends and stuck together no matter what. U2 is greater than the sum of its four parts.

My week-long illness meant no Catholic New Media Conference for us this year. So so disappointing. Katie and I had planned to go for months but God showed very clearly that it would not be best for us this year, as we are all trying to heal from being sick, finish unpacking, get into a routine, etc. etc. I hope everyone at the CNMC has a great time, lots of fun, and if anyone wants to send us a Pink Floyd-esque “Wish You Were Here” postcard, I would consider it the noblest sentiment.

Blogging will resume when normal life resumes. God bless!