Let me step back for a second. When I was a senior in high school (10 years ago), I loss my Grandma. One of the first thing my family did was pick out a song to play at her funeral, as each one of my cousins and I bring up a white rose to her urn. That song was "Remember When" by Alan Jackson was that song we picked. That song has came on the radio at during the biggest events in my life, ie moving to collage, getting married, buying our house. When this song came on the radio I knew I was being guided by something bigger.
Amanda and I stayed up late one night between leaving the hospital and the funeral, to build a music list to be played at Johnathan's funeral. I have listen to this play list everyday since the funeral. It makes me feel more connected Johnathan, I can see him. Most of these songs have never been played on the radio. I was getting more and more mad that I won't ever be surprised by my son when a song comes on the radio.
Back to this morning, I am laying in bed freaking out over not having his song. I kept going through the playlist, over and over again in my head, and I couldn't figure out a song. My alarm goes off, I get up to get ready. I walk into the bathroom, turn on the radio, and the morning show that I listen to is having Jerrod Niemann playing in the studio. The first song he played was "3 Little Birds" by Bob Marley. I had forgotten that we added this song to our song list. My little boy told me that he wanted to be remembered by this song. I gave out a sigh of relief, and cried.
"Don't worry, about a thing.
Because, everything is going to be alright."
Today is day 30.
He likes his momma's music taste ;)
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ReplyDeleteWhat a litlttle Angel!
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