The strangest part about terminal illness is how often death comes for a peck on the lips and nothing more. A few weeks ago, I flew home to attend my mother's final affairs. Now we sit, smoothies and champagne glasses, watching a movie to spend time together. It's sunny this Tuesday. Here are reflections from Invisible Beauty on Bethann Hardison, from both me and my mother.
Jazz of the Episode:
Stepping Through The Shadow x Menahan Street Band
Tryin’ Times x Roberta Flack
Estate x Leilo Luttazzi
Slow and Easy x Speedy West
Rainy Day Lady x Menahan Street Band
Love And Peace x Quincy Jones
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