Friday, November 18, 2016


This week has been a rough one for a few reasons. On one day I was particularly nervous and worried. As I was driving to my destination, a song came on the radio that seemed to make time stand still. It was a familiar song, although I wasn't placing it at the time, and I felt myself get swept up into the melody, the comfort, and the moment. I was no longer anxious, but full of peace.

After arriving at my destination, etc, etc., I got back in the car and started singing the song to myself. I was overcome with emotion and tears as I realized where the song was from. It was the song my grandma requested be played at her funeral: Jesu, Joy of Mans Desiring. A flute piece, and she, a flutist. She had been with me.


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