Today I am back at work and feeling somewhat better than yesterday. I was thinking last night about mourning and feeling joyful at the same time and the dichotomy of such feelings.
Last night was Halloween and neither Don nor I felt like answering the door to happy and laughing children. Quiet is our place right now. We had a long, slow dinner at the local Perko's, shared a banana split, and just talked.
I awoke this morning feeling more prepared to meet the day than I have up to this moment. Mourning and missing are still center stage in my thoughts but then I walked into the music building. As I opened my office door, Joseph, sweet piano major, Joseph, was sitting in the lobby with other students and was strumming his guitar. He looked up, saw me, and instantly burst into an improvisational song of welcome back.
There just isn't anything like music to make me smile and his sweet, spontaneous explosion of chords and rhythms and words lightened my heart.
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