Katie keeps trying. She doesn’t get discouraged easily.
I love you, Katie. Keep going. Every one of us has a disability.
My Daughter Katie
Lee Kubichek Nowacek
Expressing gratitude for Lee is an impossible task really — though she’ll be happy I tried.
There are so many gifts that come from being married to her — many (most?) of which I’m not even aware. Here are a few of which I am conscious (sorry for all the omissions, Love. I’ll be adding over time as awareness lights upon me):
- Went through considerable trouble bringing three kids into the world.
- Took me to the Take 6 concert in Cain Park.
- Buys little stuff at the store that she shouldn’t (chocolate and the like) because I’m on her mind.
- Washes things mentionable and unmentionable.
- She likes me.
Michael Pearce Donley
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=72IbuCApKcE&feature=player_profilepage
I don’t really know where to begin — or where to end — with my gratitude for Mike. We met in 1981 at Cleveland Heights High School. He was the star musical performer of the senior class and I was a lowly sophomore.
I had been taking classical piano lessons since second grade and could never quite get excited about it. But it was the only formula I knew. I thought there must be something wrong with me so I kept trying.
Somewhere in all this, I got this great girlfriend. I followed her into Bill Thomas’ Heights Singers. I got a chance to be with the girl — and became a serendipitist. Along came Mike. I was in awe. I couldn’t play the piano like that. More importantly, I wasn’t having his kind of fun. I screwed up my courage and asked him to be my piano teacher. He agreed and my life changed.
Because of him, it continues to change. I got to accompany my then-erstwhile girlfriend for her senior solo, an improv version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow. I never would have been able to do that — or so many other things — without Mike.
I got to catch up with him yesterday, 29 years later. He was back in Cleveland Heights giving a visiting-home concert. Teary-eyed, I was able to thank him in a way I couldn’t those many years ago when in possession of only a 17-year-old heart and mind.
Thanks, Mike. My gratitude continues to grow.
Here’s Mike’s youtube channel.
“The Credits” Category Added
They run the credits at the end of a movie. I wish they could run the credits at the end of each life. “The Credits” category gives me a place to record the people I must acknowledge as having contributed to mine.
To take up such a project is to guarantee omissions and mistakes. Though many say they do, no one gets it right the first time. Please let me know of the errors I need to correct by leaving a comment on this or any other appropriate post.
Thanks.
My Relationship with God
I have no other relationship before this one. As far as I can tell, each day brings with it a little better understanding of what that means. Even so, there’s no chance I’ll have it figured out in this lifetime.
Shaker Heights, Ohio, United States of America