Tonight we went to our favorite local theatre and watched "The Sound of Music."
First time in several years...
Considering my youngest daughters had the script and songs memorized by the time they were four years old, this fact catches me by surprise.
To be honest, this bit of information isn't of any monumental value...
What does makes it significant is that it's Memorial Day and we just learned that our brother-in-law, Steve, surrendered in his battle to cancer.
Both my Southern Gentleman and I were crushed...especially for Lynn, Steve's bride and my Southern Gentleman's sister.
To lose the man of your dreams, the one who gave your life back to you, who filled your days and nights with adventure and excitement, who brought a fullness to your family...who was your very heart and soul.
For just a moment, I tried to imagine life without my Southern Gentleman...and as my heart relented to the possibility, I felt–for just a split second–a twinge into the depth of undoing that undoubtedly was buffeting my dear sister-in-law's mind, body, and soul.
So here we were, watching a movie about hope, dreams longed for, dreams fulfilled, dreams lost, and new beginnings.
I couldn't get my mind off Lynn, even in the midst of this musical memoir. Interrupting my thoughts, these lyrics began floating from the screen down into the audience and into my heart...