For over 20 years, Sean Bianco has hosted a weekend radio show where he played an opera from cover to cover followed by opera potpourri. This show has been a lovely ritual for me, time I promise to myself each week to rest, to hear something beautiful. Tonight is his last show, and there will be no archive of past episodes to listen to.
I
used to post Lego representations of the operas here. I lost
time for that somewhere along the way, though I still listened
faithfully. Tonight's show is all potpourri, so there's no opera to
Lego, so instead, to honor my 20 years of ritual, I have built Legos of
the people I've been and places I've lived while I listened to this
show.
+ Fort Klugman, where I lived with my ex. Hardwood
floors, a huge heater, the chest-high cylinders that used to be
somebody's chimney, (at times) a bed in the living room, and always a
big mess.
+ My little apartment on N Street where I lived
alone - brighter, necessarily sparer, and where I first brought home two little kittens.
+ And now Rosings Park, with a
big dining room table (even though it's in the living room), still with
the two cats but now adding two dogs and a great guy.
I
realized long ago that I will have to let go of every single thing I
love, but I will never have to let go of love. Put another way, as I
read on a gravestone as the sun rose over a Magnolia- studded cemetery
in Auburn, Alabama, "God gives us love. Things to love, God lends us."
Or as Cosmo says in Moonstruck "Everything is temporary. That don't
excuse nothing."
Change is coming for me. I will miss this show and who I am when I listen to it. But I will always keep opera in my heart.
