Full transparency… this holiday season was rough for me. It’s the first time in 27 years I have not been able to spend it with my son Mick, due to his passing in last May.
But my friend Keith Dumas inspired and helped ease the loss I was feeling, based on a post he put up regarding the idea that his deceased father will now be now able to reunite with his mom, who had died recently. In many religions on this planet, it understood that after body death, you will meet up again with your loved ones in a non-physical realm, called in Christianity, “Heaven”. There are also thousands of accounts from people all over the world who have had a near death experience and detail amazing accounts of meeting up and communicating with deceased relatives, some of which they never even knew existed in their lifetime. (Read the book “After” by Dr. Bruce Grayson).
Keith’s post set in motion a melody and lyrics that I recorded in a song (below) called “We’ll Meet Again (I know)”. It’s my wish that this universal idea helps and gives hope to any of you who have also lost a loved one.
WE’LL MEET AGAIN (I KNOW)
We met in ‘95
And gave each other life
That’s something hard to find
I know
The many friends that you would make
From the magic you’d create
And our family you embraced
I know
Then one night it was all ripped away from me
Left a future with holes where you used to be
I just wait for the day you and me will meet again
We’ll meet again
If we believe what we can’t see
You’ll always be part of me
We’ll meet again
That part of us that never dies
Son, it’s not the end
We’ll meet again
The precious plans we made
In a void they seem to fade
And giving up’s the easy way
I know
And just like sun with rain
The more the love the more the pain
Yet the line between us remains
I know
One night it was all ripped away from me
Left a future with holes where you used to be
I just wait for the day you and me will meet again
We’ll meet again
If we believe what we can’t see
You’ll always be part of me
We’ll meet again
That part of us that never dies
Son, it’s not the end
We’ll meet again
“I can’t imagine this world without music… I don’t think anyone can.”
(Mick age 26 – Talking about seeing a live concert.)
“Dad, hurry up and come home.”
(Mick age 7 – Leaving a message on my phone.)