Grammy Sunday, pt 1

Can I just say that the Prince/Beyonce opener was flat out  AMAZING???  I've been a Prince fan since 1999 - the album that is.  I was about 12 when it came out in 1982.  I've always thought he was a very talented individual, and it was a kick to watch him struttin his Purple Badness up on the stage. 

As I watched the Roll Call I got sad.  I tend to, each time the names roll and I realize what great talents we've lost.  This last year was especially sad, on a personal level as well as the many, many people we lost.

But something hit me today, and forgive me for being momentarily morbid, that these are the lucky ones.  These are the people who managed to see their dreams to fruition before the roll was called.  They did what they loved and lived their dream.  It is something to celebrate, even if they are no longer with us.  Their mark on the world remains.

I only hope that I can earn my place and make my mark the way I want to someday.  More than anything I'd like my life to mean something on a grand scale.  My dreams and goals are kinda lofty, so I'm going to have to make a big splash to ensure I leave behind the legacy I want to.

And this has served to get me out of the cocoon of weight I was spinning around myself.  I realized that life was too short to waste any more time.  It was time to get moving, and make things happen.  This week I plan to take a step in that direction.  I'm going to send the editors of O Magazine a query to see if they'd be interested in featuring my little vignettes in their magazine.  They may, they may not - but I'm never going to know unless I send it out there.