Tag Archives: father’s love
LEMON TREE
My story about the overgrown lemon tree in my backyard does not carry a song. It does, however, accompany a painting that I finished last week. Continue reading →
YOU HOLD ME UP SO I WON’T FALL
Moving was so exhausting that it left every part of my body sore. Originally, I thought my post and writing would revolve around the experience of sleeping in my parents’ bed. I still had the rapid heartbeat in the darkness. As I lay there, I felt the thumping begin to settle down. A warm calmness enveloped me. It was so quiet and peaceful. Finally, my heart slowed down and beat softly, instead of pounding. It was all clear now. I was home. Continue reading →
I KNEW I’D BE OKAY – PART 1
I know there are many parallels between my children and my parents at this time in my life. I’m still definitely part of the “sandwich generation.” But lately, I’ve realized there are some differences. One of those differences came to the forefront last week, and filled me with sadness. I was sad because my children are spreading wings to fly, whereas my elderly father is fluttering slowly down to the ground. Continue reading →
I LONG FOR YOU TO HOLD ME
It was late at night. I worked on my song and incorporated the new chord Peaches had suggested. I rewrote the one lyric line to: Tthough I long for you to hold me, I need to set you free I tried and tried to sing my song. But I could not. Each time I tried to sing it, my throat closed up with tears and I was overcome with emotion. I finally allowed for up and out and put my guitar down so I could truly cry. Continue reading →







