A song from “Miss Saigon” is running through my head… ‘a song, played on a solo saxophone…so hold me tight and dance like it’s the last night of the world’. Not that I seriously think the world will end tomorrow. Aside from the darkness and the rain (instead of snow) here in Milwaukee, all seems fairly normal.
But it raises a good question. What would you do on the last night of the world? What would you want to be doing any or every night of the world?
My husband sang that song from Miss Saigon on a recital one February, a snowy scene visible through the plate glass window behind him. The tune was a tad high for him; his sweet tenor voice seemed a little strained. He lived only another 7 years after that day.
I would want to dance with him and Steve and my children and my mother, to hold them tight and look into their eyes until there was nothing else to see.
The end of the world is Andy’s and my 5-year anniversary, so we’ll be having dinner and then afterwards stopping by my friend’s “Yuletide quiet times party hang out by the fireplace for good people” (introvert night.) This is pretty much how I’d spend the last day of the world if I could, beyond inviting you guys to introvert night.
I watched Susan Cain’s TED talk on “The Power of Introverts” last night. I was resonating all the way. I like the “animal warmth” of people I love doing quiet and happy things!
I would want to watch peace spread across the whole world and for all those who are unhappy to know happiness on that night.. I would die happy..
I would also go gently into that good night…but probably there are those who would rather rage and be unhappy, as a matter of choice.
I am spending the end of the world sleeping in 15 minutes longer than I do M-TH (which means hanging out looking out the window with my two old cats) then a bit later working on a classical Chinese landscape painting with my teacher with whom I have been studying with for the last 6 years – and later, a small holiday dinner party with two couples i’ve known for 30 years. All of it is a usual happening – Thank you for reminding me of the blessings in my life – and for how lucky I am to have my husband to be annoyed with when he sings. (He doesn’t have a sweet tenor voice, but he tries.)
Peace and Light to you this holiday season and after.
And to you! Thanks for your comment and for visiting! I saw an exhibit of Chinese landscape paintings at the Milwaukee Art Museum not long ago…they are so simple-looking and elegant, but I would not know how to begin to create one! I do try, after a fashion, but the depth they achieve is well beyond me.