The melodious song playing on the radio soothed my soul. I started humming and mouthed the lyrics.
My teenage son started correcting me. “This is not how it goes mom. You are spoiling it”. Just then, my husband walked in singing the same way as me.
My son shrugged and gave up. Little did he know what this song signified.
Years ago, common friends had introduced my future husband to me saying, “We know another person who sings this song incorrectly just like you do.” A song that had brought us and kept us together. Imperfection sometimes pays off.