The rainbow connection

I’m on a journey to find my pot of gold at the end of my rainbow- it’s been fraught with torrential showers and occasional peeks of sunshine- but yes- for the very first time I’ve been able to wrap my mind around a very seemingly impossible goal that is now shouting out to me- ‘Impossible’ simply means I’m possible!

davecenker

G81-182213After a day crammed with taxing situations funneling through my queue, the most effective therapy involves picking up my guitar, strumming a few chords, and letting the lyrics flow from deep inside. I am magically transported to a different world where all tension and stress melt away. In these moments, a feeling of quiet serenity washes over me and life is good.

Sitting on the floor in our bedroom, back against the bed, guitar perched on my thigh, I look up to see my wife walking into the room. With a smile on her face she asks, “Do you take requests?” After issuing my standard disclaimer that any played song may not resemble the said requested song, she asks me to play The Rainbow Connection. The whosit whatsit?

I sheepishly admit that up until this very moment in my life, I had never really heard the song made famous…

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