His grief hits me. He wrote this song about Kate, that's why they haven't played this song. He couldn't play this song. But he just did. And it was the most beautiful, angry, powerful thing I've ever heard. But his eyes, his eyes are shining. There's relief in them. And pride. And love. So much love that I can't help but smile at him. He smiles back at me, and when he does, I know he's going to be okay. This was a step he needed to take. And he didn't just take the step…he crushed it. He played the hell out of it. And the best part is…he knows it.
