Posted by blamethebanjo on Saturday, October 24, 2009
I miss my parents. Not a day goes by that I don't think of them. Any time I have some little event happen in my life I want to tell them all about it. They were my biggest fans and my greatest heroes. My Mom would always enjoy anything I had done with music, Dad too and they would look at my art as if some great old master had done it. I knew it was because I had done these things but they loved me.
How I loved them. After having some tough times with surgery several years ago I woke up and called for my Mom. I hadn't done that for longer than I can remember. Many decades. But down deep inside my memory of her hadn't faded and as the old song says, "You'll call on Mother and she won't be around..." How very true that is.
I don't expect this hollow feeling in my chest to ever go away until the day I see them again. What I wouldn't give to hear their voices call my name one more time. As an adult there was always a feeling of calm knowing they were only a phone call away. When my old pick-up broke down on the road it wouldn't be long before the both of them would come to my rescue. They did it because they wanted to. It wasn't because of anything except love.
Sometimes I'm sure they are around me. When I hear a beautiful Gospel song I can hear Mom comment on it. When I pick up one of Dad's old wrenches he seems to be beside me. I hope so. I can't imagine someone else being my parents and luckily I was able to express my love for them many times before they left us. We can't take people for granted. There just isn't time.
Saturday, October 24, 2009 @9:09:17 AM
Well, you have again touched on a subject near and dear to my heart , too. I lost my Mom in May and dad went on in 2002. I'm lucky that sometimes they appear in dreams although I'm not aware of their deaths.
Welcome back to this old familiar place....I've been away myself but a younger person has revived my interest in that she wants to learn how to play and I'm able to give a few pointers.
Saturday, October 24, 2009 @9:14:34 AM
I think we have to step away at times. Life has so many paths we take, some on purpous and some not, we get swept away. I have thought of you often and am so glad to hear from you.
Sunday, March 7, 2010 @6:10:19 AM
You write about touching subjects and it is always a pleasure to catch up with you and what is going on in your head...
Sunday, March 7, 2010 @8:26:51 AM
Thank you my friend.
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