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June 22, 2009- While I was twiddling my thumbs on the George Washington Bridge, the boys got a text that my Dad had gone to the Emergency Room. We had almost lost him back at Easter, but it seemed like he had rallied back. Once again…well eventually, we were headed to Dartmouth Hitchcock.
There are many things that I really adore about my Dad, but his dry sense of humor is one of my favorite things. No matter how he is feeling, he always seems to have some witty sidebar comments to make that really get to the heart of the situation or his perception of it anyway.
At this point of the summer, time started to slip away, but there are a couple of things that have happened that I wanted to share. For example one day, my Mom and I were just arriving at the ICU waiting room. As usual, we had to check in before going over to his room. The ICU waiting room receptionist was on the phone. His voice had a very pastoral quality to it. In what can be a sad, chaotic or even intense setting, the tone of his voice just immediately set me at ease; it filled me with peace. I looked at his name tag while he finished his phone conversation- it read Gregory Norbet.
The name immediately resonated with me, but I just didn’t know why. After his phone conversation was over, he escorted us over to my Dad’s room. As we were walking down the hallway, I asked him why his name sounded so familiar. He said that it might have been because he is a composer and that he used to compose music for a monastery at Weston Priory, while he was a brother there. (I guess that I must have been in slight shock at this time in that I almost rammed my Mom’s wheelchair into the wall, but I quickly recovered.)
Mr. Norbet’s music had always been a tremendous source of inspiration in my life, and here I was meeting the man who was the conduit of that. What a blessing to have had the opportunity to share that with him. Can you say quiet working music? He was so excited by my enthusiasm that he told me that he would have a little present for me on the next day. On the next day, you guessed it, he had a CD and a book of his sheet music for me. It is inspirational stuff exactly when I am needing it the most. I will explore both of these topics in my next blog…. Stay tuned!
check him out at http://www.gregorynorbet.org/
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