Forever

I'm doing an event at a brewery that's music and literature where I might do harmony on a Beatles song with a friend. I'm not a great or even a good singer. But I can harmonize. Especially on a Beatles song. 

So the song we are performing is "Two of Us." I've been practicing using the Aimee Mann and Michael Penn version from the soundtrack of "I Am Sam". Recording myself. Trying to improve. Trying to sing from my gut and breathe. 

Doing this process reminds me that life is about taking risks. Chances. Doing something you have always wanted to do. 

Shoot. I'm 53. Almost 54. If I'm not going to get up on a microphone and sing now at an event, I probably never will. Plus, I'd like to go for it before I need a walker and the Botox still works relatively well. 

There is something about the line, well the chorus, that slays me. "You and I have memories/Longer than the road that stretches out ahead." 

It reminds me of my mortality and of the many years I've been with my husband, and that we may have lived and been together longer than the years ahead. It's a depressing thought at first but if you really think about it, it's also lovely to think that things do last. If you try really hard. 

They can last almost forever.