Marissa Lingen (mrissa) wrote,
Marissa Lingen
mrissa

Tangerines and elephants

This morning I woke up with my grandpa's voice singing a medley of Credence Clearwater Revival songs in my head. He sang "Looking Out My Back Door" and "Up Around the Bend" and, just as I was waking up, "Bad Moon Rising."

Of course he didn't sing the right words to "Bad Moon Rising." He never did. He loved mistaken lyrics.

I think in some families this would be a disturbing experience, but I found it very comforting. Settling.
Tags: grandpa, grief sucks, same wrong words to amazing grace
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