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catnip
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Date: February 07, 2018 01:12PM
I have shared with you before that my son inherited (through me) a kidney disease that, if left untreated, will result in death fairly soon. My father died of it at 42 (nothing could be done, back then.) My son will turn 42 in a few months.
His adult life hasn't been especially successful in a conventional sense. He was married once, and aside from giving me two beautiful granddaughters, it didn't work out well. His ex has done everything possible to alienate him from his daughters. (Fortunately, I am still close to them. I am their "Oma," who spoils them whenever possible.)
The one consistent element in his life has been the drive to work as a performing magician. He has done this since mid-teens, and he is good at it. Over the years, he has performed for school groups, Scout troops, been the "house magician" for the local Olive Garden, and most recently, been the co-owner of the only magic shop in town.
He has done time in cube farm-type jobs when he couldn't find magic gigs, but of course, that isn't where his heart is.
He had a gig last night in a very popular night club in our town, along with a young woman with a great voice, and a piano-playing young guy.
As it happened, in the audience was a woman who represents a major-league talent agency (they book entertainers for big clubs all over the country, and even cruise ships.) She talked to the three performers at the end of the evening. She gave both the chanteuse and the piano-tickler some sound tips on how to perform better.
For my son, she had only one question: "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN??" She offered him a contract on the spot. He had the presence of mind to thank her graciously and say that he was very flattered, but he needed to review the contract with his attorney. (He really does have an attorney, but the guy has been his best friend since about junior high.) The agent wasn't put off at all. She gave him her card and said, "Please call me after you've talked to your attorney."
This sounds like a wonderful opportunity for him, and I wanted to ask for RfM support: positive vibes, crossed fingers, the works. This is my boy's life-time dream, and he is very good at it.
I reminded him of the looming cloud of impending renal shutdown. (It isn't just a possibility; it WILL happen.) He said, "Now I have a reason to start on the protocols. I have a career to think about."
Talk about magic!