A place called love

I watched At the Concert Hall  on Bravo! Canada the other night. The guest was Johnny Reid.

The host asked him to describe the story behind the title song for his latest album, “A Place Called Love.” Reid said that he wrote the song around the time that his grandmother passed away and his daughter was born. He asked himself, “Where did my grandmother go? Where did my daughter come from?”

The answer he came up with was a place called love.

Yesterday I was at a wake for the father of a friend of ours. I had never met the father, but I knew how much his children loved and respected him. As I stood in the crowded room and looked around at the community of support gathered in his memory, I had no doubt that he came from and has returned to a place called love.

I can’t think of anything better.

About Arlene Somerton Smith

Writer, laughing thinker, miner of inspirational insights, sports fan, and community volunteer

Posted on September 16, 2011, in Inspiration, Music and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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