Every time I hear Ray Charles sing America the Beautiful.
Just remembering my parents standing while Kate Smith sang GOD BLESS AMERICA. See? chills just writing the above sentence.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zF7a0wB-Lg
Living today is like living in the days after my parents died, after my first child died. If it is not blasphemous, these days seem worse, because we sat still while “she” was murdered.