September

A new month has begun, perhaps my favorite month because it contains both my birthday and our anniversary.  September also marks other family birthdays:  our second daughter's, my sister's, my uncle Tommy's, and my uncle David's.  Tommy shares the 10th with me, though he was born twenty-five  years before I was, and I always thought that was special. 

Saturday afternoon I played for a memorial service honoring a cousin of a man at Trinity.  Though the mourners were few in number, their grief was no less significant.  His two sons spoke of their father's importance in their lives; their mother died several years ago.  I could not help but think of the memorial service in my (probably near) future.