There’s a name for when you get a song stuck in your head. It’s called an “Earworm“.
Wednesday evening I was laying on my back and staring at the sky through the screen of our tent. My son was asleep next to me. I was waiting for the call to confirm Meg’s passing. It came around 10PM. I was prepared to receive it, but not for what to do after.
“So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you’ll wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
Cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh baby, I hate to go”
My son has a song: Palm of your hand – Cake
My daughter has a song: Hey There Delilah – Plain White T’s
Now my niece, Meg, will forever have a song in my head that I’ll sing to her whenever she needs me to.
I love you, sweet girl.
Rest in peace.