Now that I’ve moved from one smart phone to another, I actually have the Pandora app on my phone. I play the cool jazz station on that for her. Tonight, not only is it cool jazz, but it’s piano-contemp versions of Pachelbel’s Canon in D.
I was pondering this post – as you all know, I haven’t posted here in quite a while – and not sure what I was to talk about. Cool Jazz isn’t really my topic, but it was a great opener.
Me, I’m just praying that the next four months does not bring too much of a palor over our small family. We are about to embark upon the cavalcade of anniversaries: Mom’s birthday (dad always went all out), 1 year anniversary of Dad’s death, Mother’s Day (again…dad…well, you get it), Dad’s Birthday, Father’s Day and their 58th anniversary. Sigh. A weaker soul would have crumbled, but mom is a trooper. I don’t even think she knows she’s strong. She’d probably scoff at the mention.
And, by jiminy, my husband will be joining me up here…yes, we are to live together (more than we have been) finally. Ain’t life grand?
So, there’s a mixture of joy, sorrow, and of course, the continual need for cool jazz. Geez, spring is thunderstorm season, isn’t it?