The music carries on

You guys, this is the last depressing dead Grandma story. Promise.

I associate music with my Grandma. It's very jarring to hear songs that we used to sing as kids with her playing the piano. So, anything good. Show tunes, Christmas carols, rat pack selections.

I have had this song stuck in my head for he past two days. My grandma and grandpa used to sing it together at the piano.



But, I get to sing with her at everyday now, right? So it's a way that she lives on. See? Not that depressing.