I am taking a teeny, tiny, quick trip right now.
I found out earlier this week that a family friend passed away after a long battle with Parkinson's. A little bird told me that my name was mentioned as a possibility to sing at the funeral.
I hung up the phone and booked the flight.
So now I am here, and I am trying to mentally prepare for the funeral in the morning. I am singing a song that I have sung at 3 previous funerals and a 9/11 memorial service. This song is loaded, and that's an understatement.
I am glad I went to the viewing tonight so that I could shed some emotions so that I am a bit clearer tomorrow. Sweet Dreams.