Grief and Enlightenment

The dove will fly where it will
It won't stop me from grieving still
Be it long
Or be it short
These are all our lessons taught.

~ChiKiSpirit~

Last night was an inspiration for me. I have stepped up the hierarchical ladder and can now listen to my son and his friends putting the world to rights just the same way as my father and brothers did before him. I felt a warm, fuzzy feeling inside when I realised how easy it is to fondly smile at them, walk away and listen to the youngsters playing guitar and singing the old depressing songs my friends used to sing.

Now the the grief is over I can get on with my music book.
Have a good week!