I play guitar at the weekends here on the main street, between 12 - 4 am, to catch the pub/nightclub crowd. A few weeks ago a young woman asked me to play 'Caledonia'. I kind of know the verses, and know the chorus, so sang what I could and hummed the rest. She really liked it - so much so that she asked me to sing it again. And shortly after that, yet one more time. I was getting a bit fed up at this point, and was going to refuse when she said "Thats what we sang at my babys funeral". Suddenly I saw deep into the heart of this stranger, her sorrow and her struggle with the death of her child, and why this song touched her so much. I felt great compassion for her, and naturally sang it again. Then I tentatively asked her if she believed in a life beyond this world, wanting to reassure her that her child was ok and still strongly connected to her in the Light of Spirit. She said "No. Why would God take my baby away?". Well, sensing her anger and pain around this subject, and unable to give her a clear and concise answer, I didn't pursue it. All I could do was send her love and light from my heart. She thanked me deeply for my singing and continued on her way. Bless you my sister, and bless your little one too. <3 <3