My Dad loves music especially classic rock. Through his joy and love for such music I have found myself also enjoying classic rock.
During some harder times in his life I took note that he listened a lot to two bands; Counting Crows (which you have to be crazy to not like) and Van Morrison. I have recently been listening to Van Morrison more than I usually do and I realize the healing powers of his music. He sings of hope, joy, beauty, good times, his loved one, friends and much more. He also isn’t afraid to sing about the difficult times either.
I love listening to Van, for many reasons, he has a taught me a lot about love, hope and healing.
Below is a picture of my Brother Brent, Dad and my Grandma. This was taken last year, so I imagine, though I haven’t seen them since, I imagine they all have gotten that much better looking.
