Dad, I love you and miss your big hugs and scratchy beard already. I am grateful to have so many happy memories of you. You taught me how it feels to be truly and unconditionally loved. You showed me that Dads aren't always perfect but, that doesn't mean they should give up trying. You told me that if something is worth doing, then it's worth doing right.
Dad, you had so much happen to you in your life, even from an early age... You could have used any number of things as an excuse to give up, but you didn't. You just changed course and didn't feel sorry for yourself. Your life showed me that things don't always work out they way you think they should, but you deal with it and learn to adjust your own expectations instead.
Thank you for being there for me no matter what. I couldn't have asked for anything more, even though sometimes I did. I was honored to have called you Father in this lifetime. I loved you then, now, tomorrow and can wait to see you in the next one.
Ride free Daddy and enjoy the scenery, salt water taffy, popcorn and fishing along the way.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Anyday - Ani Difranco
I will lean into you
and you can be the wind
I will open up my mouth
and you can come rushing in
you can rush in so hard
and make it so I can't breathe
I breathe too much anyway
I can do that anyday
I just wish I knew who you were
I wish you'd make yourself known
probably you don't know I'm her
the woman you want to call home
I'll keep my ear to the wall
I'll keep my eye on the door
'cause I've heard all my own jokes
and they're just not funny anymore
I laugh too much anyway
I can do that anyday
have you ever been bent or pulled
have you ever been played like strings
if I could see you I could strum you
I could break you
make you sing
but I guess you can't really see the wind
it just comes in and fills the space
and everytime something moves
you think that you have seen its face
and I've always got my guitar to play
but I can do that anyday
and you can be the wind
I will open up my mouth
and you can come rushing in
you can rush in so hard
and make it so I can't breathe
I breathe too much anyway
I can do that anyday
I just wish I knew who you were
I wish you'd make yourself known
probably you don't know I'm her
the woman you want to call home
I'll keep my ear to the wall
I'll keep my eye on the door
'cause I've heard all my own jokes
and they're just not funny anymore
I laugh too much anyway
I can do that anyday
have you ever been bent or pulled
have you ever been played like strings
if I could see you I could strum you
I could break you
make you sing
but I guess you can't really see the wind
it just comes in and fills the space
and everytime something moves
you think that you have seen its face
and I've always got my guitar to play
but I can do that anyday
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