Saturday, November 19, 2011

So...what happened?

I said that I'd be posting more frequently and clearly I have not.  A few weeks ago my dad was rushed to the hospital and then to surgery due to a ruptured aneurism in his brain.  To say the least, it has been a very busy and taxing three weeks; I have not had the time or energy to keep up with TimbreLeaf as planned.  My focus has been on my family and making sure I am giving whatever I can to support them and to help my father heal from this turn of events.  Any thoughts, energy, love, and/or prayers sent his way would mean the world to me and my family.
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My dad Joseph, a man of legend.
I can remember going though my dad's old records and tapes when I was younger - I'd find classic Led Zeppelin, Boston, and Jethro Tull.  At the time this music was a new world to me, but would eventually lead to my great appreciation for classic rock, prog, and metal.  While I was growing up he never judged any of the music I listened to, regardless of how strange or dark it may have seemed to him.  My dad has always been very supportive of my artistic endeavors and has always embraced my creative goals.  I cannot thank him enough for this, or for any of the countless other things has has done for me.  My dad serves his family selflessly, happily, and in a way that only he can.  He is always the man who leads by example, and I have learned so much from him.

My dad enjoys a healthy variety of music; more recently, though he has no idea what any of their songs are about, he has become quite stuck on early Rammstein.  He nearly always has both Herzeleid and Sehnsucht for driving music in his truck.  So while the song itself may seem unrelated or inappropriate, it has its context.  Here's to a continued recovery for the greatest man I know.

You are loved, Dad...I hope to see you on your feet soon ~

3 comments:

  1. My thoughts are with your father. Blogging is not so important when it comes to the health of a family member.

    A few years ago, my family had the misfortune of finding everyone but me in the hospital. It was a very tough time, where my dad, too, was near death. Fortunately, we managed to get through it, battered but alive and together. Hopefully you do, too.

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  2. Thanks, J. That means a lot to me. I am very glad to hear that things worked out for your family. Cheers ~

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