'emotional claustrophobia'- that was my answer when beth rubbed her eyes, took a second look to make sure it was really me, and then asked 'what are you doing here?!?!?'
we had two days off in nashville and then the bus was to take off again on tour. all day tuesday i kept thinking about that bus and sleeping in the bunk and how sick i had felt the week previous. it sounds ridiculous (if you've never lived on a tour bus, that is) but i was literally DREADING getting back on. my parents and siblings were only a five and a half hour drive north and that was never far from my mind either. i finally gathered up the courage to ask my husband to let me drive to ohio. and he should win some award for being the best husband ever because after a couple of hours of thinking he told me at dinner that i could go. i was smiling like an idiot.
we left our sushi dinner and drove to the airport to get a rental car and at 9pm i began my trek to ohio. the five and a half hour drive became over seven due to a semi collision on I-65 just outside of louisville, ky. everyone sat in their cars for over an hour and a half...most of us just turned off our lights and our radios and sat silently on the road. normally this kind of delay makes me that woman with road rage, but tuesday night the silence was welcomed. i layed the seat back and thought.
i arrived sometime around 5am and my parents home was still fast asleep. i waited an hour and then i laid down next to my sister until she woke up.
emotional claustrophobia. that was the best answer i could come up with.
its funny too because i am not a person who needs a lot of alone time. when i have taken personality tests i always test somewhere in the middle range between introvert and extrovert leaning slightly toward extrovert. so its odd to me how much i needed that silent drive. then again, i was living on a 12 person bus with 17 people for almost a week. maybe even almost-extroverts can be suffocated by that.
at any rate, its been so good to have a couple of low-key days. the biggest event in the last couple of days was taking joe and josh to the playground (or "play shroun" as joe calls it) i can't believe how grown-up they are both getting....talking on the time... when i asked joe what he does at school he said 'read books' as clear as day. little joshy giggled 'mo fly' when i was pushing on the swings... i haven't had that much fun at the playground in a long time. it was refreshing to get to just play. oh yeah, and joe informed me that when we come back for his birthday party/thanksgiving, that he wants a shawn cake. i guess that means my husband's face is going to adorn the cake. can't wait for shawn to catch wind of that. (for background on these little boys i am gushing about, visit july's post "sahn come ome!")
tomorrow we fly to LA for the movie premiere of 'dreamer' and then on tuesday its home to seattle for me. can't wait! more later. (and i plan on spending a whole day catching up on email and posts, so if you are waiting for a reply, you won't have to wait too much longer)
Friday, October 07, 2005
emotional claustrophobia
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Kate! I am glad you had some alone time. I can not begin to understand what living on a bus must be like. I can not wait for you to get back to Seattle. You always lift my spirits when I read your posts. Have a great time this weekend with your family. I still am anxiously waiting to see a picture of your new hair color.!
Kate, my sister came home today and it was good to see her. Even if she only came home to get her hair done, salsa dancing, and shopping. It was still good to see her! Glad to know you got to see the sis!
Kate,
You're a really good writer. You should write. You have a way of putting words together in way that express something so beautifully that I would never be able to put into words. That's always the mark of a good author to me. You read something they write and then go, "Yes!" How did they know that's exactly the way it feels. And you know you yourself would never be able to get it out of yourself onto paper like that. You do that. Rock on with your bad self.
And I will be praying for you. I'm a fan of Shawn's music and have been for awhile and just got on his website the other day and carused the message boards and came across your blog site, not knowing who you are. But I find myself wanting to read more. I love the way you express things. I was asking my friend the other day, how do we as Christ-followers become at home in our suffering? I decided I wanted to ask a "journeyman of old", an older person of faith if they've figured this out yet. We're all on assignment. And I think I'm learning part of that assignment is struggle and pain. But it makes us more like Christ, as His assignment was frought with that. So anyways, long way of saying, I'll be praying for the lonliness I imagine comes with being a travelling musician's wife. And remember, God never wastes time! Thanks for sharing!
Beth
i got a bit choked up when you wrote the part about entering your parents quite home and snuggling up to beth.
you really should be a writer.
I'd buy your book(s).
:)
Carla
Trust me Kate it is a great blog by a great guy!
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