Yesterday morning I ran out to the Island to see the infamous Christmas concert.. It was better than I ever imagined... I don't have the words to do justice to the dedication of all those kiddies / staff / and families.
I sat teary eyed watching my lil Pigpen singing with his class... and being Pigpen he was one line behind the group most of the time and I could hear him.. hear his crystal clear voice singing out ... and I know it sounds sappy - but it sounded like an angel's voice.
Then his brother came on stage - dressed as an Irish leprechaun. I watched mesmerized as he sang and danced and even spoke his lines. My first born grandbaby looked so grown up.... he made me so proud.
I came home feeling that once again the kids' concert had brought the Christmas spirit home to rest in my heart.
And then ......... I heard from W. His best friend..... his oldest friend... had passed away at 4 in the morning.
And now I have no more words. My heart breaks for W .. for his friend's family...