Ten years ago, when she was eighteen and was not called Arrow, she borrowed her father's car and drove to the countryside to visit friends. It was a bright, clear day, and the car felt alive to her, as though the way she and the car moved together was a sort of destiny, and everything was happening exactly as it ought to. As she rounded a corner one of her favourite songs came on the radio, and sunlight filtered through the trees the way it does with lace curtains, reminding her of her grandmother, and tears began to slide down her cheeks. Not for her grandmother, who was then still very much among the living, but because she felt an enveloping happiness to be alive, a joy made stronger by the certainty that it would all come to an end. It overwhelmed her, made her pull the car to the side of the road. Afterwards she felt a little foolish, and never spoke to anyone about it.

Now, however, she knows she wasn't being foolish. She realises that for no particular reason she stumbled into the core of what it is to be human. It's a rare gift to understand that your life is wondrous, and that it won't last forever. 

Steven Galloway The Cellist of Sarajevo

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Reader Comments (4)

Wow. So moving. Love this.
January 5, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterDenise | Chez Danisse
So moving. And on this beautiful day it feels so true..
January 6, 2012 | Registered Commenterlittle house
Oh, Kate, what a wonderful pairing -- those photos, that light, that piece. I'm going to go find that book right now!

(Gorgeous shots)
January 6, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterAnna
Hi Anna, thanks so much for stopping by with all you've had going on! I'd recommend the book - beautiful, poignant, painful.
January 8, 2012 | Registered Commenterlittle house

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