Can you believe it's a year and a half since That Day?
I feel a little like the smart girl who plays dumb in class to fit in.
I hide a lot of me and of her to fit in.
On Sunday there was a guy visiting our church. He played a guitar piece. Beautiful. After the service I complimented him on it. He complimented me on Tandi and asked if she was my first. I briefly explained. He wasn't uncomfortable at all. He was sad for me. His wife had miscarried and he knew something of the hurt.
As I was leaving he caught me and gave me his CD. Guitar songs he had recorded after his young teenage son was diagnosed with leukaemia. Songs strummed in hospital halls. Fill of pain and hope and beauty and sorrow.
It is wonderful.
Thursday, March 03, 2011
18 months on
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2 comments:
Music can be so healing to the soul.
It sucks that you have to hide you and her to fit in. I'm glad the guy understood and could share the emotions.
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