jazz hits a nerve

I love jazz. I listen to jazz while I’m at job #2 (which is number one in my heart). I do this because I have my own office and I can.

Jazz moves me in many ways. Mostly the jazz I hear on my favorite station makes me feel upbeat and energetic. That’s what they play mostly during the day. Sometimes they’ll play something calm and restful. Sometimes they’ll play something playful and funny. Every now and then they play something that strikes me as sad. That happened today.

I was cruising along through my workday when the song “Until” came on sung by Connie Evingson. The song is haunting anytime but today it was especially touching. As she sang I thought of my husband (who died suddenly less that a year and a half ago). The lyrics got to me. In part the song goes…

Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing do I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing’s end

Oh, if I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon and we would ride
Until the stars grew dim
Until the time that time stands still, Until…

Suddenly I was weeping at my desk. So goes the life a woman grieving her husband, gone way too soon.