Posted by Danny
I don’t exactly know what triggered it. Maybe it was Easter. Perhaps it’s her 42nd birthday this coming Wednesday. Or maybe it was Jesse plunking out one of her favorite songs today on the piano, Once In A Very Blue Moon, by Nancy Griffith. I’ve listened to it ten times in the past ten hours and every time I do, I cry. Not just shedding a tear sort of crying, it’s the deep in your chest “I miss you” tears.
For some reason, I’ve fallen back today. And that’s OK. Makes me think of her – the things I liked.
She had the most beautiful voice, and yet I was the one who sang in the car. But on occasion, a song like Nancy’s Blue Moon would gently begin, and she couldn’t stop herself. I listened intently – hanging on every word. It was one of those few moments in your life when you really stop and think about something that you absolutely love about someone else.
Every time, every single time.
Her fingernails – I miss them too. Always manicured, always strong.
I’d lay in bed, curled up beside her, and she’d scratch my head from neck to crown. If I close my eyes, I can almost feel it. That one slight movement of hand – love, security, warmth.
The facial expressions, seldom captured on camera, but still in my mind. Occasionally they’re worn by one of the girls.
I was moving forward – a steady clip toward healing. But once, in a very blue moon, I get knocked down to my knees again.