Is there someone you know
You're loving them so
But taking them all for granted?
You may lose them one day
Someone takes them away
And they don't hear
The words you long to say
Those lyrics are from what could easily appear to be one of the seventies' great romantic love songs.
David Gates actually wrote "Everything I Own" to express his feelings toward his late father.
My own Dad will die one day and be taken away and it's something that I hope will never happen. Yet I know it must happen.
Countless times people have sung or spoken their regrets over not telling a loved one how much they cared, only to find that it was one day too late. The object of their affection could no longer hear.
When I listen to "Everything" it often makes me want to weep over my father, even though he is still living.
After losing someone, is there a way to could go back in time and tell them "one more time", how much they love them?
The only way I know is to imagine the day when they will eventually pass away. To cry and sorrow inside. To play back the music and photographs of their memory. To realize that yes, you do care very deeply.
And that for now, they are still alive.
Then to go and tell them now, before it's too late.
Love it! I have these thoughts now and again, but it usually revolves around my friends and girls I care about but don't know how to tell them. I'm better at showing by actions then saying the words.
ReplyDeleteBTW, I got your postcard! Thank you, I would return the gesture but you didn't put your address on it. And you are off FB? Well, I'm sure it's for the best. I will have to get back into blogging here in AZ...I'm sure I've missed your other posts. Talk to you later!
Dah Gooz~ hi there! Glad you got the card, I thought you would appreciate knowing you were being thought about and remembered. That map on the card even shows the God-forsaken East County where Wendy and I reside.
ReplyDeleteSince I started working full-time again, I am so busy and falling behind with everything. In my eyes I'm juggling everything skillfully, but then I'll look down and see all the colored balls that I've dropped.
I thought FB would be an easy distraction to set aside, at least for a while. You inspired me by your FB absences in the past, some extended, others not so much.
Actions ~ usually always better than words, i agree. :)
"easy" is not the right word. It's the opposite of the right word.
ReplyDeleteDad did die on May 5, 2017, five-and-a-half months ago.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to have imagined him dying so far before and projecting myself into the future and then back again.
My regrets are very few. He knew I loved him, and I knew he loved me.
We will be reunited soon.