I’m not one to hang on to sad anniversaries. It makes no sense to me to waste every season of the year mourning for one of the many loved ones I’ve lost. I know that each of them would rather I go on and embrace life. I can hear them tell me so. And yet this one . . . this one stays with me. And so I’ll open myself and let her come, give her the ear I should have then. Perhaps it’s not too late for wisdom to find its way. Have you a voice begging for your ear? Listen now. Don’t turn away. Open your heart; let their song permeate your soul. Better soon than late.