My friend and I go see Johnny Mathis in Vegas last Wednesday. The concert is awesome.
Three days later I'm at my parents for Christmas. I tell them about it. My mother, who is dying of cancer and can't get out of her chair, says, "I would love to have seen that. I want that song, Somewhere My Love, played at my funeral."
I download the song and we listen to it.
She sings along. She tears up.
The next day we watch old home movies from 10 years ago. In the movies my mother is bouncing around the house, full of energy.
Life is short and unpredictable.
I learn that painful lesson again and again.
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