That is to say, another “first” bites the dust. Another first in this long process of getting past another tricky time of remembering all we are missing. For me it was tougher than Thanksgiving, Christmas and Sheila’s birthday. Why? That is a great question, gentle reader.
You and I were sharing glances at one of the workshops. Sheila was always a presence, whenever she attended any music event. I felt her at Old Songs, too. That ever-present smile on her face when music was in the air...What a legacy she leaves, through you, and the love of music you instilled in her.
I so wanted to be with you this year but I couldn’t convince Glenn to let me go. Mostly because we were dealing with a crisis with our condo building. And he needed help too. Maybe next year?!
Sometimes it is the right time to go and sometimes it is the right time to stay. You did what you needed to do. It will be easier for all of us another year, whatever year that becomes. Love you.
You and I were sharing glances at one of the workshops. Sheila was always a presence, whenever she attended any music event. I felt her at Old Songs, too. That ever-present smile on her face when music was in the air...What a legacy she leaves, through you, and the love of music you instilled in her.
Yes, we were sharing glances. Sheila didn't just exist she vibrated with a life force of joy. There is still an echo of her presence wherever I go.
I so wanted to be with you this year but I couldn’t convince Glenn to let me go. Mostly because we were dealing with a crisis with our condo building. And he needed help too. Maybe next year?!
Sometimes it is the right time to go and sometimes it is the right time to stay. You did what you needed to do. It will be easier for all of us another year, whatever year that becomes. Love you.