In 2000 my mom was killed in a car accident. She was an artist and a huge supporter of everything I did, and so I was knocked off my feet for a very long time. It was a challenge to just get though the days and be a good husband and dad and teacher. Three years later I finally sat down to compose again, and this piece came out in one long, emotional day. Blurred tries to convey the sense of loss I felt in those immediate days after her accident. Writing it was therapeutic; coaching and hearing it performed through the years have been too. I think it took over ten years for me to be able to share the story with non-family, all part of the process I guess.