Lovely moment tonight. After I put a fresh diaper on a seriously cranky child, I stood him up on the bed, just to soothe him. My usual tricks, including goofy faces and silly noises, had no effect. I went with the song route, and for no reason at all out came The Righteous Brothers. I made it to "you never close your eyes" when Charlie ran into my stomach, embraced me, and started swaying--really swaying. I kept singing and hugged him back, the joy from which I am still feeling.
So much to get out of this. Mostly, how essential music is, how communicative it is to our wiring, how perfect it is among imperfect, that is all, lives.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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