The Music Matters

Something reminded me today, little sweetheart, of the Pogues's song "Dirty Old Town". And it took me instantly to you.

I remember it being one of my favorite moments in Tir n nOg, at the end of the act, when we all came forward and sang it together. And I remembered you texting me a few months later when you were out and saying that it just come up on the jukebox in the bar you were in, that it made you think of me, think of us.

And it made me think in the way that I have so very often and increasingly since the accident that nearly took my life, that it is music writ large that is the primary moving force in our lives. In mine.  The instantly resonant power of music - hearing something that strikes you to the core and composing our own, too - that is such a gift in this life.

Just as you are. You - the greatest gift of all. With all my love...