Sing Me Home

Several years ago, I had a 5- hour- drive every other week on Friday and then again on Sunday. As much as I sometimes dreaded that drive, it was also sometimes a good way for me to process the changes that were occurring during that time in my life. I can't sing, but with the speakers up high enough, I could scream sing and I sounded pretty good! Music is such a healing modality. It has a way of helping us remember our existence.