Last night I found myself at a concert at my university. I say ‘found myself’ because for the past week I have felt like I have not been the one in control of my schedule.
I started a new job this week and have been adjusting to that new schedule being dropped into my school schedule. I also make individual student appointments (I’m a tutor) at random times of the day. I pack food in my backpack to last the entire day if need be, because I am never quite sure how long I’ll be at school working.
Along this line, I went to my music class last night which meets once a week for 3 hours. We were surprised by the teacher saying we would be spending the rest of class attending a violin/piano concert of some of Beethoven’s Sonatas by the master piano professor at the University of Alaska Southeast (my school). When we got there it was already packed full and had to stand in the back with a group of 8 year olds who were really NOT into the performance.
I mention all of this because sometime toward the end of the concert, something struck me (figuratively, not literally) that moved me to tears. A year ago my grandma passed away. It devastated me; we were very close. I spent the last few months with her as her caregiver. She was like a mother to me; I must have spent 1/3 of my childhood with her, or more. She taught me how to knit. She also taught me how to play the piano and a big part of my musical appreciation comes from her.
I don’t usually buy into the whole fate, or being guided by greater powers, thing. But last night I felt a connection with my grandma that felt like more than a coincidence.
Last night would have been my grandma’s 70th birthday and I realized that I was sitting and listening to Beethoven, her absolute favorite composer. Through no plans of my own, I was participating in exactly the sort of thing she would have loved to do on her birthday.
I think I’ve found a new tradition to keep :)
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Thank you for sharing such a wonderful story. I think it’s a great new tradition. :)
That’s a precious story.>I’m glad and happy for you to have such a nice tradition in memory of her. >You’re grandma sounds like a wondeful woman.>>>>~!!Cae!!~
Seems like your grandmother had some fate work for you…