To have joy, one must share it. (Lord Byron)
Firstly, I want to thank everyone for their well-wishes and positive comments on my last blog. I’m happy to report that not only did my blood test come back clean, but that I did in fact get to meet Aaron Sorkin at that Newsroom panel, and though our conversation was brief, it was everything I’d ever wanted it to be.
I had another one of those ‘I cannot believe this is my life’ moments tonight (well, last night by now) as I went to see Maroon 5 in concert. As regular readers may know, I’ve had the blessing to become friendly with Maroon 5’s lead singer Adam Levine through my time spent on NBC’s The Voice. Well, much to my utter shock, he recognized me in the sold-out crowd. He saw me, pointed at me, and winked. If that wasn’t enough, we later made unintentional eye contact during another song, and next thing I know, Adam is singing directly to me. Those are two moments I’m not going to forget anytime soon.
That’s because I can’t help but stop and realize the enormity of the situation: the lead singer of my favorite band, who is also my hero, not only somehow noticed me in the middle of his concert, but also cared enough to make a small gesture of acknowledgement.
It honestly struck me speechless. It also made me think yet again on how lucky I am not so much to do what I do for a living, but to have been able to form meaningful relationships through my choice of career. More than any awards or financial success, what I cherish the most at the end of every day are the friendships that persist long after an article is old news. Perhaps that’s why I’ve been able to make quite a few of them over the years.
Adam’s just one of the folks I’ve met through work that I would now call a friend. There have been quite a few interviews over my career that have ended with invitations to grab a drink the next time I’m in town, or exchanges of contact information so that we can keep in touch. And from these I’ve made legitimate friends: people who invite me to their concerts and plays, whose numbers I have in my cell phone, who email me just to see how I’m doing. They’ve welcomed me into their lives, and I’m certainly very grateful to have them in mine.
I’m not going to wonder too much about what has allowed me to create these great bonds with people. I suppose it doesn’t really matter. All I’m concerned with is being properly grateful for the wonderful people I’ve gotten to know, and the experiences we’ve been able to have together. There’s nothing like driving down the road and realizing the song on the radio is by someone I know. Next month I get to watch two of my friends compete in the annual Toyota Pro/Celebrity Race at the Grand Prix of Long Beach. I’ve had coffee with one of the actors I grew up loving. And tonight, the lead singer of my favorite band took the time to acknowledge me in an arena packed full of people.
I’m truly very blessed. And I’ve never known joy quite like I do now, where I can say that I’ve met people that I never thought would give me the time of day, and share with many of them memories I thought I’d never have a chance of making. I don’t care how many hits an article gets or how much money I make writing them. What I’ll look back on long after my last byline is how much of a positive impact I’ve had on other people’s lives – and how much of one they’ve had in mine.