She sat quietly at an old church piano fiddling with each key like it was a feather blowing in the wind. This magical young woman with her long flowing black hair seemed so content. Her forever magical mind would lead her to Broadway one day and become a public face to so many. We had our first kiss in the old church sanctuary and then she scurried out the door laughing. The kiss was magical but her gleefulness as she went laughing away is what I cherish most.
As I sat alone in church this morning I couldn’t help wonder why there are so many empty pews? Yet deep inside I knew the reason. The faces that I had grown to know and love had gone home to their eternal resting place.
Even though for years we knew this transition was going to take place that doesn’t make it any easier in which to deal with. The reality is that there are more on the way and one of them could be me!
It’s been over 20 years since I first took a step into this place. Sure there have been good times and bad but it’s still home and it will be until I take my final breath.