John Hiatt and Judi

It took me quite awhile after my sister Judi died to be able to listen to John Hiatt again.  She loved John Hiatt.  Right after she found out the cancer was back and that, well, this was it....she saw that he was playing in Greenville, SC, not far from Clemson.  She got excited and bought tickets.  Of course, frugal Judi, even though she had just been told she was dying, still had to call me and say, "do you think I should get the more expensive tickets?"  "YES JUDI," I told her and we laughed about it. She was too ill by the time the concert came around though so she gave them to a friend.  And for whatever reason that really hit me hard.  Really hard, so for the next year or two everytime poor Ernie would try to play a John Hiatt song I would dissolve into tears.

I'm a little more under control these days.  I still miss her painfully and when I look at the last pictures of the boys with her and see how young they looked it hurts pretty damn bad.

BUT I guess I'm doing better because, thanks to my beloved Music Fog, I listened to a new John Hiatt song and it sounded wonderful and I didn't cry.  So life goes on. And music always helps, doesn't it?