A friend of ours used to have a snack bar in our neighbourhood. One evening my son ran to the counter and ordered french fries and a burger, he mentioned to our friend that he didn’t like the sesame seeds on the bun !
Our friend immediately took a burger bun and started scraping off the seeds…
I started laughing. ”What are you doing silly, you don’t have to do that you know, stop that ! You are treating my son like a king.” I said.
He turned to me : “If the boy wants a burger without those tiny bastards, he will have one !”
Before I could even reply he continued : “Shall I remind you of one of your house rules lady : “The Queen doesn’t cook on Friday !” “Well today is my turn to treat him like a King !” He winked at my son who already had a big smile on his face !
There was no point in arguing with him so I rested my case ! Our conversations were always quite loud and joyful, we liked to tease each other !
But months later our plans to have french fries for dinner were disturbed, the doors from our friend’s bar were closed and stayed closed. Closed as in forever closed…
He had killed himself the night before. We were all in shock. How was that possible ?
He was fully prepared and had it all planned. He had written his last wishes on paper for his family. One of them was to play “Sky and sand” at his funeral.
That’s the reason why some weeks later, I found myself in tears at a wedding party when the DJ played this song. Although it used to be one of my favourites, I was now instantly reminded of darkness and death !
There I was asking myself : “Why ? Why you ? What were you thinking ? Why was your soul in such pain ? Why didn’t you shout out and ask for help ?”
He was already the third one who decided to step out of life and hang himself. The weight of those three fell on me, through that song, that night on the dancefloor…
Music touches our soul directly and is able to remind us of the good times and the bad times. It can bring back joyful and painful memories and trigger our deepest sadness or happiness !
It took me a while to get over the sadness and grief that I had linked to the song and to really appreciate it again without shedding tears.
I now see its beauty again and when I hear it I think about all those beautiful souls and the good times we had !
As long as we are flying, all this world ain’t got no end !
Phuro! Be inspired!