Today, I got up and got my hair done…which always takes forever…not because my awesome hair lady is slow…but because my hair…is always difficult…and apparently I’m five and impatient…and can’t wait for it to be done…I just hate sitting still.
I then went home…and promptly put on about five pounds of deodorant. I then went to our local newspaper where my picture was taken and then I had a video interview on my clowning for the last twelve years.
I was nominated by a friend of mine (I had no idea she did it) and was quite blown away….
I look forward to seeing what the young reporter puts together. He’s a graduate from a prominent university…about two years older I would guess from my son…as I sat there telling him about how it all started…I actually started tearing up…because it has been such an absolute pleasure to serve the beautiful people of my community…and I could never tell you in a single interview of how all these people have changed me. I hope that the questions he asked and the answers I gave showed all the things I wanted to say…but there is so much more to say…
We all have a job to do…not just the job that earns money to pay our bills…but a job to our fellow man. It may be packing sandwiches for “feed the kids.” It may be ringing the bells for Salvation Army. It may be making cookies and taking them to your neighbor. It may be visiting those from your church in the hospital, or coaching basketball for the youth. Whatever the job…we were all made to do something amazing. Something that no one else, has quite the talent that we have to make that job complete.
If your looking for the most talented clown…I’m probably not it. If your looking for the one that can juggle the best, or make the most amazing balloons…again…probably not it…but I will make you laugh…and I will keep learning new things to continue to be able to do that.
As for me…as for this recognition….I am humbled, grateful..in awe of it…and so appreciate the love of a friend.
I will not say that this year has been a good one…it has been a very trying year…but some amazing things have happened as well…
If your local and you happen to catch the story…know that I’m not as amazing as they make me sound…and if you read it in the paper…also know that I’m again…just a clown…trying my best to help a little bit of the hurt…in our very big hurting world. I am privileged to have a view behind my big red nose.
The Reluctant Red Nose 