When I was growing up, I was always close to my grandparents. Their house was a second home to me, and I remember countless days and nights at the table in grandma’s kitchen, playing cards or talking while she cooked. I remember on all the big holidays, my grandmother always waking early and getting everything ready hours before the relatives crowded in, squeezing into folding chairs and all the corners. She was the best cook in the family, and made the quilt that I am wrapped in, as I write this. All the walls of her home were covered in picture frames of the people that she loved and somewhere in the house, there was usually music playing, whether on the radio or on the television.
The other day, I got into the car and the radio came on, playing Josh Turner’s “Long Black Train”. She loved that song, in fact, that cd is still in the player of her car. And my grandfather and I have found more comfort in the lyrics of that song than we’ve found anywhere, since she left us. I’m hoping you can play it for my grandfather and me now.
Three years ago, I was blessed with a little baby boy and let me tell you, no one can prepare you for how hard it is to be a first time mom, especially if you’re doing it on your own like I have! But I learned real fast because I had to. I struggled each day to take care of an infant, go to college, and carry a full-time job... But, I made it and I couldn't imagine my life any differently. My 3-year-old Brian is my best friend and I cherish every moment I get to spend with him.
I would like to ask you to play and dedicate the Alison Kraus’s song, “When You Say Nothing At All” to my son, Brian. The best way to show our love for someone isn't just with words; it's with our actions. And all I do, I do for him.