Last night I told a friend that I was a little scared of hearing this song over the holidays. It can make me cry in normal times, but also, Mom loved it.
I decided to listen to it, to test my reaction. I did not break down. It seemed like an affirmation. Like, we did celebrate her home. And she's still here, and she's OK. My therapist's view of where she is now has really stuck. I keep offering caveats – "I don't know for sure, could just be fade to black, I know…" But that stubborn, wonderful knowing she's still in the Universe and more than OK stays with me.
She's Eclectic 
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