Hello @Oaktree
I am about to go to bed, but thought that I could tell you a story, about a friendship, a singer and her music, and how the singer and her music became known to me.
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A couple of years after I arrived in Geraldton, a lady named Celia, who was coordinator of the Women's Health Resource Centre knew that I was looking for accommodation. She suggested I share the rental on a house that she occupied. The arrangement suited me as we had some common interests and knew various people in town. We would share the preparation of meals for guests from time to time, for informal dinner parties.
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On my birthday anniversary, one year, Celia gave me the gift of a tape (yes, it was that far back). I had not heard of the singer or her music before. When I played it I was quite astounded at the enjoyment I derived from the music. It was a tape of music by Enya. Even at this stage, we did not know each other's preferences in music or other interests. What intrigued me, was how Celia could have known that I would enjoy the music. In her nonchalant way, she simply said, "Oh! I just had a feeling that you would enjoy it".
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We kept in touch for quite a few years after Celia left Geraldton for a position in Victoria. I visited Celia there, when I took another friend, by car, to visit her sister in Canberra. I went off, by myself, for a trip down through Eden and down the Western coast, over through Melbourne to Ballarat, where Celia lived and worked at the time. I am sad that we lost touch, after that, through changes of work and addresses.
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One day, Mum was looking through the paper and in the obituaries was a notice of her passing in Perth. So in a sense this little story is with respect for and in her memory.
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The music is playing from an album, “Shepherd Moons”, that I have found on the net. It is just as well I have learned to touch type because the keys are a bit blurry. We were an interesting pair to other people who, I think, may have wondered how we ever got along, each of us having our own idiosyncrasies which were, in fact, the basis for much good humoured banter and teasing. I like to think that we could do that because we could see, and possibly reflect for each other, the lighter side of our individual personalities.
With that little story, Meg
I will Wish You a Good Night
With My Very Best Wishes
@HenryX
