In every breath, the wind defines its muse…
I’ve posted about the Sons of the Never Wrong before. They’re my favorite group ever. I think there may be a fine line between groupie and stalker and Laura and I probably dance across that line now and then…
They’re wrapping up their new CD for release in August – I love all of the songs on it. Deb wrote one with me and Lizzy and Kari in mind. I got an email from her while she was coming up with her song titled "Pass it on." She asked if I liked the idea that we inspired art... I do.
My favorite part of her song is:
far away and long ago, i made a picture, let it go...
it’s flown away from memory, but in my heart, it’s all i see
here’s a whisper...and a digeridoo
with every breath, the wind finds its muse
take this whisper, sing the whole song
here’s a whisper, pass it on, pass it on, pass it on, pass it on , pass it on
when you’re through **
Deb told me that the “whisper” represents Kari. The didgeridoo represents Lizzy – Lizzy played the didg beautifully and I can’t see or hear a didgeridoo without thinking of her.
Lizzy and I received new lungs. Lizzy lived for almost five years. She went into rejection and didn’t survive the wait for a second transplant – there weren’t enough organ donors… She never knew anything about her donor – she would have liked that so very much – and her donor family would have adored Lizzy. Everyone did.
A while back, “Pass it on” was the tagline for organ donation for the Illinois Secretary of State and other promoters of organ donation… Deb let me know that she was thinking about Lizzy and Kari and me and organ donation, and the gifts that are given and received when she wrote “Pass it on.”
Until last week, I don’t know that I ever noticed a particular line – and thinking about it now, I think it’s beautiful... And perfect. In her note to Kari – Melissa’s post last Wednesday – she said, “He wears your lungs like a badge.” It’s true. While I was growing up, I tried to never let my cystic fibrosis define me. But this is different – I let this define me. Every moment I have, every friend I hug, is because of her. I don’t know how I hadn’t noticed the line, “In every breath, the wind defines its muse…”
April is National Donate Life Month. You have the ability to pass it on – to give someone life… Please consider the gifts you can give in the future and sign your state’s donor registry – here are the Illinois and Iowa registries. You can find other state’s registries here…
Pass it on… When you’re through.
** ©2008 deborah maris lader