Louisa, cha cha cha

My mother-in-law, Louise Waterston 3.2.24 - 2.13.09

I got in my car after I said goodbye to Louise for the last time and I turned on the car radio - really loud, so it would keep me alert and awake while I was driving home from the hospital in the middle of the night. The first song that came on was "Lust for Life" followed by "Alive and Kicking". I found this to be enormously appropriate (maybe not the lyrics, but certainly the titles) for the kind of woman that Louise was. I'm taking it as a sign and I'm gonna live it up while I can here on Earth. That's how she lived her life - up until her very last breath. Love you Louisa.



update: Lex and I got in the car to drive to Louisa's funeral and I said, "Let's see if there's an appropriate song on the radio." It was "Play That Funky Music White Boy." We laughed about how NOT appropriate that was for Louisa, but how it would be perfect for my funeral. Then about 20 minutes into the drive (after I'd flicked stations a bunch of times) what should come on but "Play That Funky Music White Boy." Maybe it was another sign after all. So Lex and I vowed that we would play that funky music 'til we die.