- Alright… I’ll leave the music here while you sit with what family means to you. None of it has to line up. It rarely does. Let the songs hold parts that don’t have names. Let them soften sharp edges, or keep you company where things still ache. Til then, keep the songs going. And the signal human.
- My late Mom was a pianist, organist, choral director and music teacher. Anything my brothers and I said could become a cue for her to break out into a song from her vast repertoire. I sang (badly) a verse from this at her internment. 💔 youtu.be/MM8mOKfxmWw?...
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