The Day the Music Died
|Norman V. Rester|
Does anyone really wake up with the thought that today may be the day they die?
|Sound of Joy 1982 SuArt Ministries|
That was my husband, a true Music Man.
“We are rich now, aren’t we Mommy?”
At which I laughed at how ridiculous that sounded, but then I straightened him out less he start asking for pricey gadgets. I told him we were not rich, but that our bills were being paid and we were able to do more and buy more than before. I told him that we were blessed.
"It's bad. You need to prepare yourself."
It all seemed like an episode of a hospital drama, very surreal.
My husband was dead at 41. My sons’ father was dead. My world was reeling.