Monday, July 2, 2007

Maybe I should just go to bed...

So it is late. The house is quiet. The "HotY" just went to bed. The kids have been asleep for hours but I can't seem to make myself get to bed. I have my MP3 files quietly playing on my computer and I am reluctant to leave. I think it is the music. Isn't it amazing how music can shape our moods and evoke our memories? Okay so maybe I have been listening to too much sad music :-) But seriously music is a constant in my life. I was raised with music whispered in my ears.

I can't think of music without thinking of my dad and I can't think of my dad without thinking of music. And lately I have been thinking of my dad a lot - maybe that is the reason for the music and not wanting to leave. You see I'm worried about my dad. He hasn't been feeling well and they don't know why. He is having some more tests tomorrow. I hope they figure this out.

So I am so glad that my parents don't read this blog because I really feel the need to talk about my dad and I would hate for my mom to feel bad. But you see I've always been a daddies girl. From my earliest memories my dad has been my hero, my guiding light. I am not even sure if he knows this, I just assume that he does although I have never told him. My dad has shaped my life from the qualities that I admire, to the friends that I have made, to the music I love. Which brings me back to the beginning. Music. My dad loves music. He loves to sing. When my brother and I were little he used to sing us to sleep. While other kids may have heard lullabies in their beds my bother and I heard Peter, Paul and Mary, Simon & Garfunkle and Neil Diamond. Sometimes there might have been a little Sunshine on my Shoulders thrown in just for variety.

And today these are the same songs that I sing when it is time for my kids to go to sleep. It's funny that one of my favorites, Where Have All The Flowers Gone, is now one of theirs. It isn't like I told them or give it more "play" time than If I Had a Hammer or 500 Miles. So I love that my kids are learning the words. I can only hope that when it is their time to sing lullabies that they will pass on the tradition. There is a song by Billy Joel called Lullaby and it is about living on in the music. I know my dad will always live on in my heart forever with the music that he brought to my life. Although he won't read this I'll say it anyway - I love you dad - always.





8 comments:

Shirley said...

love the pictures. GIANT HUGS to you and P&PT that they figure out what's wrong with your dad ASAP....

deb said...

Aw. Thinking of you sweetie. I'm sure he's got a great group of doctor's figuring everything out and you should have faith in that... that they'll figure it all out and he'll be back to his usual self soon enough (and he looks so sweet in your pictures.) Sending hugs! Thanks for your nice post too. I'll write soon. xo

Amy said...

Happy Anniversary! Have a fun day. Thinking of you. :)

Anonymous said...

Sorry to hear your daddy isn't well. My dad was a "music person" too! Not a singer, a stereo person. Every weekend, he'd turn the speaker by out bedroom doors around and crank it up to get us out of bed, we'd come running out and there would be dad, hand on the volume knob & a grin on his face. I hope they find out what is wrong with your dad. Those are some fun pictures you have of him.

I'm a little behind...I love your layouts you've posted. They are gorgeous! You & Hubby have a great Anniversary today! Will I be seeing you strolling around SL tonight?

Maija said...

Ohdear Angie... I hope your dad will be ok, and that it is nothing too serious!
It's obvious how much you love him!

Anonymous said...

I loved reading your entry, Angie. Very sweet, and trust me, your dad knows! What a handsome man......

Ken Armstrong said...

Thanks for pointing me to this, it's very good. Perhaps to further prove that we do indeed think alike on these matters, here's a link to another post of mine - I won't make a habit of it! :)

http://www.kenwriting.com/2008/10/littlest-duet.html

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