A New Year’s Wish

Tonight as Ed and I were finishing our cheese fondue (which we’ve decided will be our family’s New Year’s Eve tradition), the version of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” that we think of as Hudson’s (by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole) came on our iPod. We were both struck silent. We sat quietly, holding hands, listening and weeping. I was, as I always am in the wake of Hudson’s death, especially moved by these lines:

Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops, that’s where you’ll find me
Oh, somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
And the dream that you dare to... Why, oh why can’t I?

All I could think was that this had to be her wishing us happiness in the new year and every minute until we can be with her again, somewhere over the rainbow. 

Oh, how I want to believe that.

Happy New Year, my little bluebird.