My father-in-law died last night. It was not unexpected, except in the sense of it happening so soon. We thought we’d have a few more days. I’d hoped to bring the children to say good-bye. But when the ringing of the phone woke me this morning before 8:00 a.m., I knew it could not be a good thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From bleary-eyed to teary-eyed, I must look a wreck. This music by Ravel<\/a> (another version given below) is somehow really turning on the faucet. I don’t know why I keep listening to it, but I have to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n