A Moment of Thanks.

Around this time last year I was hit with 2 bombs: I had to put my Dog, Boston Baked Bean, to sleep and I was losing my job.

Today, in a few hours, I start filming my 1st feature film that will be released next Fall.  I have new jobs that I enjoy (yea - more than one), new friends and deeper relationships with existing ones, and have had so many great experiencing on-stage and on-camera.

This isn't meant to brag but, I suppose, more of a metaphor?  Perhaps a bit trite but I've realized that everything happens for a reason.  When your world seems like it's completely toppled down and everything has fallen away, that's your New Years - your time to start over and pull close the things that you want in your life and sweep the rest away.

While I still have dreams about Boston and miss him almost everyday, I now see losing my job as the best thing that ever happened to me.  Had it not been stripped away from me I probably wouldn't have had the courage to admit to myself that I want to act and I want to do it full-time.

Thanks to friends and family who have been there when all I could do was cry and feel sorry for myself.  Thanks for the encouraging words and for everyone who takes the time to read my blog and see the shows and films I have done up until this point.  Thanks to my therapist for putting up with this basket case and calling me a warrior and thanks to all the amazingly inspiring folks that I have had the pleasure of working with this past year.

With no signs of slowing down on my calendar, I hope I can always be involved in great projects that entertain.

And to anyone who hits that point where all they wanna do is sit on their beds, hair dirty, pint of Ben & Jerry's at the ready... let it happen.  The only way out is through and the only way through is to put one foot in front of the other and keep it movin'.  I still have my days where everything feels heavy.  I tell myself that I'm pursuing a pipe dream and should just give up but I do believe that giving up is the only way a person can every truly fail.  

Self-doubt is a bitch, and to it I say...

Not today, Satan.  Not today.