As soon as he steps in to my office I know what’s coming…and I rub my face as if I have just rinsed it with cold water and turn to face him…he hardly looks at me and takes the chair across from my desk. There are a few moments of silence…a bit more awkward for him as he shifts in the seat and finally looks at me ready to finally speak…I just look at him with as patient a look as I can maintain. There is one last pause and then he lets loose…and I literally visualize his words as a balloon let loose from his fingertips as it darts randomly about under it’s own uncontrolled release…totally random and without design or purpose and then it’s over and he physically deflates deeper in to the chair. I am not sure what to say…so I ask him about his daughter and grand-daughter…this seems to both bring him back to life and calm him too…we chat for a few more minutes and then he leaves. It’s exactly 10:01 AM when I look at the clock as he leaves and I wonder what it takes to be in the shape he’s in this early in the morning…and at the same time pray I never have reason or need to know.
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Lawrence Lewis
“One day at a time.” – Neil Young
About Lawrence Lewis
I do a number of things professionally...but most of all and the true purpose of what I do through "my work" is to provide for my family, be a good husband and great father, and try to make a difference as a world citizen...I guess it's not much more complicated than that 🙂