Technically, there was a show. Technically, there was laughter and great music and awesome discussions about things serious and not so. As we tried our best to not think about what happened on Sunday morning, Shannon and I distracted ourselves (and maybe some listeners).
Looking back at it, it feels small. Not because of Shannon, she’s a great friend and amazing guest. But because I feel small right now. Not worthy on some level, not able to fully process and grieve.
I’ll have more on this later. I put together a playlist of songs of the saddest songs I could find, but as Paul Simon says, sometimes even music cannot substitute for tears.