I foolishly went and read this piece of idiocy.
And I was left thinking:
I was singing the "ABC" song to Aiden this morning, and I remembered, a bit jarringly, that my wife and I sang that song to Finn as he died.
Obviously, a life moment, such as Finn's passing, is one of those things you can't possibly plan for, and during such times of high emotion, stress and indescribable sadness, you're not thinking five months down the line. As it was, when the nurses asked if we wanted to sing a song to Finn, the "ABC" song was just one of the few tunes that came to mind.
In retrospect, I sort of wish we had chosen differently, because the "ABC" song is one of those that really shouldn't be associated with loss and sadness. It's the quintessential alphabet learning song, and I'll be singing regularly probably for the next several years, and I don't want to choke up again while singing it as I did this morning.
Just, you know, something to think about.
