Day Fifteen

Today I went to my mother’s alone for the first time since she passed. I immediately went to her piano and played a song that she taught me when I was only 8 or 9.

I left feeling like we had shared something intimate and sacred. I left feeling as if she was on that bench beside me. I left feeling a little more healed than I did when I arrived.

I’ll never play as beautifully as she did. But I’ll play in her memory every time I sit at a piano bench for the rest of my days in this temporary home.

And I know she’s now making music more beautiful than anything our earthly ears could comprehend.


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About Susannah

I'm a freelance writer, blogger, aspiring best-selling author, wife of one and stay-at-home mother of two. I was chosen for the Top 13 in Blogger Idol and contribute pieces to The Huffington Post and Hahas for Hoohas. My work has also been featured in several humorous e-books, "Southern Writers’ Magazine", "The Humor Daily", "The Funny Times" and on the Erma Bombeck website. When I'm not putting pen to paper, bandaging boo-boos or spraying Shout on unidentifiable stains, I enjoy reading, playing the piano and teaching my children all about Southern charm. God has blessed me beyond measure and to Him be the glory forever.

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