Many actors and actor blogs, at some point, get around to talking about their "day job." I won't get into why this is, and or what a "day job" is to someone who's goal is to become a professional actor, but suffice to say that I've avoid the topic here since this blog's inception -- until now.
Now . . . I want to share.
The outpouring of grief and love for Tim Russert has been, I think, to many people, a surprise -- but it shouldn't have been.
If you have time in the coming days and weeks and months and years, browse the tributes to Tim Russert on youTube, and you'll be struck with two questions:
What kind of person am I?
How will I be remembered?
Tim Russert's impact and influence went well beyond his journalistic excellence. His greatest excellence was the lasting and positive and uplifting impact he had on his friends and his family. Tim was showered in love because he gave so much to those he loved.
An old old Irish blessing and prayer: Remembered Joy
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life's been full, I've savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief—
Don't shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.
