Moment of the Week
I had just dropped my son off at school on Wednesday morning and continued along my own daily path to work when Fields of Gold by Sting came on the radio. That song always brought warm and loving imagery to mind when Dale, my late husband, was alive. It was unofficially our song. After he passed away, I was so laden with a multitude of emotions that the song lost its innocence. I just couldn’t listen to it the same as I once did. Until Wednesday and as I made my beeline commute to work on Brooklyn side streets, you could say that I got swept away.
Long after the shock and confusion surrounding his death subsided, it was the bad memories and guilt that hung around. Guilt being the more powerful of those two forces. It’s taken almost every bit of the nearly 6 years since his death for me to finally feel those tight grips loosen up. Wednesday morning, they let go and I managed to listen to the whole song without a bad memory or an ounce of guilt (my nemeses) interrupting. It was warm and it was sweet and I cherished every moment of that 3+ minute song.
What was your moment of the week? Please share. ❤
