i’ve been listening to jazz the past couple of days while driving home from yoga or after a long day at the high school. jazz is one of those things that can increase my mood exponentially within seconds. i grew up listening to nat king cole, so hearing his voice immediately brings me back to the good old days while simultaneously reminding me of my grandpa. we listened to nat king cole every holiday season so i think that’s why his music reminds me of my grandpa. spending time with family and enjoying the holidays together was everything to him and he was the happiest when we were all together.
i know thanksgiving is over a month away but i’m blaming it on jazz music for making me think about the holidays this early. last thanksgiving grandpa was still here. we spent thanksgiving with him but it was the last time some of my siblings and i would ever see him. holiday season this year is going to be bittersweet.
sometimes i want to transport myself to the world you grew up in, grandpa. the world where artists created music with lyrics this sweet. the time you spoke so fondly of. i think about you all the time. always, always wishing we had more time with you. <3
Seasons in multiple ways…can’t believe it’s been a year already.
same🤍