We never know where two or more threads of our lives may converge with those of others, interweaving to make such beautiful things as children, art, books, and music.

Two years and a couple of weeks ago, my mom passed away. A year and a couple of months later, my sister, "bet", posted a thread here about working in her garden, which really was mom's garden, as she'd lived with bet and worked in it a lot before she died.

A few months later, Mudcatter Jeri lets me know she's turned bet's words into a song and a day or so later she's got a marvelous tune for it, too.

Then, a few days ago, near the 2nd anniversary of mom's letting go, IvanB sent me a PM to let me know he was going to sing Jeri's song, "My Mom's Garden" in his upcoming Mudcat Concert.

Last night, I cried my eyes out while this wonderful, kind Mudcatter sang this song...with beautiful backup of his own "cyber-clones", with Jeri listening along with many of our other mudcat friends (bet was unable to be there,)and I marvelled, once again, at this thing we call the Mudcat and its wonderful denizens. Then, too, I marvel at the kismet of life which brought us all to that point last night. Here's to good friends, moms, gardens, and the music they inspire!

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