Jennifer and I have a weekend tradition: not every weekend, but often enough, we start the morning listening to a jazz album by the late, great Marian McPartland playing the Benny Carter songbook, with Benny Carter playing along with her on his compositions. There is so much joy and love in these jazz songs, and they make even a breakfast of coffee and cheerios a celebration of life, of sunshine and cats looking out the window, and of how time, people, and the world all change, but you can still celebrate love through music and enjoying it together. And sometimes, that is just enough.
What a great tradition! (I'm sure Uma will appreciate when she's adult.)
Jennifer and I have a weekend tradition: not every weekend, but often enough, we start the morning listening to a jazz album by the late, great Marian McPartland playing the Benny Carter songbook, with Benny Carter playing along with her on his compositions. There is so much joy and love in these jazz songs, and they make even a breakfast of coffee and cheerios a celebration of life, of sunshine and cats looking out the window, and of how time, people, and the world all change, but you can still celebrate love through music and enjoying it together. And sometimes, that is just enough.
Can't beat Benny Carter :)