I wrote this post a couple of weeks ago and I’ve been hesitant to post it because it is so personal. But it’s such a beautiful story and  I want to share it. so here it is.

In April my mom called and told me she needed to tell me something. She thought she was going a  little crazy and she needed to talk to someone about it. She felt like she could trust me to listen without judgement, and she’s right. If I’m not anything else i’m open minded.

So she began to tell me this amazing story that I haven’t been able to get out of my mind. I’ve told it to several people (I hope I haven’t already shared it on my blog).

This happened about 25 years ago when Doug and she were newly married. Patrick (my little brother, Doug’s son) was a baby and had been put to bed. Matt and I were teenagers and were out with our friends, so they had one of those rare evenings when they were alone together.

They listened to music. Doug had a fantastic album collection. At one point  he played my mom a Leon Russell song. He put it on and began singing the song to her. It was “A Song For You.” It was a beautiful, romantic moment and my mom said that she never forgot it. It was also kind of  a strange moment because it wasn’t a song that he would normally listen to. They lyrics were a little bit odd, as well (which I will get to in a moment).

She hadn’t heard that song again and that moment between them was never mentioned again, ever. that song wasn’t really a very popular song and it’s not like one would hear it on the radio. Not even on the “oldie’s station.”

So last Thanksgiving Doug died. And the bottom fell out of her life for awhile but she’s been getting things back to “normal” little by little. She went back to work delivering magazines to grocery stores part time. At one point she noticed “A Song For You” playing at the store. She thought it was kind of odd (since it wasn’t a very popular song) but she went about her business and delivered her magazines. Then she kept hearing it. Over and over. She said she heard it everyday for 6 months. Each time she pushed it to the back of her head, not wanting to deal with that memory from 25 years ago.

Then one day she stopped in the store in the middle of what she was doing and just listened to the lyrics. This is the part of the song that really got her:

I love you in a place where there’s no space or time
I love you for in my life you are a friend of mine
And when my life is over
Remember when we were together
We were alone and I was singing this song for you

that sends chills down my spine even now as I write this post.
“I love you in a place where there’s no space or time.”

So anyway. My mom finishes this story and I’m completely, well, I don’t know what I was. I had no words.

This story just made me think about how vast and awesome the universe it.

And that’s all I need to say about that.