And this came on the radio.

The last goodbye.

I sometimes think the radio speaks to me. Like when I’m driving on the highway and in a good mood and all of a sudden Like a Prayer or Living on a Prayer comes on and I open all my windows and drive past my exit. Or like when I’m driving on the highway and I’m sad and a song that I’ve never heard before comes on that captures everything I’m feeling at that moment and I almost need to pull over because the tears start turning the road into a kaleidoscope.

Like when I was driving home two Thanksgivings ago, two days after my father died, after spending an entire day cooking a turkey with all the trimmings all by myself, and this song came on the radio.

Or last night, driving home from the city, after he told me that we’d see each other again before I go, something I’m not sure I believe, and this came on the radio.