It’s true though.  I imagine myself with my iPhone always at the ready.  waiting for that moment and pausing time to find the perfect song before I press play again.

Today it happened by accident.  No, I wasn’t holding my iPhone just waiting for it.  I was standing next to the stove reading my book.  Olivia, my daughter, was watching a movie.  I looked up from my book, inhaled the wonderful scent of banana muffins and felt the warmth from the oven on my legs.  The Christmas tree lights glittered as the light outside the window faded…

and the music from the movie swelled.  Nothing extraordinary or complex.  It started slowly and quietly and as I looked up at my home, the tree, the cooling muffins, the warm lamp light, it swelled, louder and longer.  My heart swelled with it and for a second I thought it might burst.

I guess it wasn’t necessarily an ‘epic’ moment, but it was *my* moment.

I’m also buying his CD.

Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song

Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can’t tempt us
With their lies

I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won’t you try to come

Come away with me and we’ll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I’ll never stop loving you

And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I’m safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me

~Norah Jones

(You must listen to this song while looking at this image) **sigh**