One Year Ago Today

You probably already know this, but just in case you were wondering... Our bodies are not made to stay awake, working, for 36+ hours. It's possible (I know, because that's how I spent yesterday & the day before) but most definitely not ideal.

So, after sleeping for about 12 hours, I am now awake and it's Canada Day. So far today, I've been doing some much overdue cleaning around my apartment (laundry, dishes, sweeping, taking the recycling out, and other glamorous activities like that) while listening to CBC radio. I still feel pretty groggy, and tired, and perhaps a little aprehensive about the next three weeks (that will see me simultaneously assistant directing Peace Theatre Camp, and producing and performing in a show for the Fringe festival)...

One year ago today was the final performance of "Drew's Group" (a play that I co-directed, featuring the teenage friends of a boy named Drew, who was murdered a year earlier) at the Canada Day celebrations in Stan Wadlow park, in the east end of the city. Then my co-director, Mark, and I took Drew's mom Cheryl out for dinner. Then we all met up with another one of the teenagers' mom's - Kathy, and we walked down to the park where there was a memorial bench & tree for Drew, to meet up with the rest of the teenagers to celebrate a little. Oh yeah, by this time it had started raining a little bit. Then it started raining harder. Then there was thunder. Then there was lightning - and it was Mark and Kathy who got struck. As Cheryl ran up the hill to get reception on her cell phone to call 911, I stayed with Mark and Kathy...

You know, I've been through quite a bit of crazy stuff in my life, but a year ago today was definitely one of the scariest, and worst, things I've ever been through. But I guess I have to show up to the BBQ at Cheryl's house this afternoon anyhow. So... here I go.