Yesterday was the second time in over two months I haven’t posted. Why? Well, nothing happened.
In a good way.
It was just lovely cruisey, family Sunday and it ended in the nicest possible way, with the three of us crammed onto one sofa in front of the fire watching I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out of Here.
It was the kind of moment I am learning to clutch to my heart in the tightest embrace, because I know it’s what my mum misses more than anything now we are all grown up and gone away and my father is no longer with us.
There’s nothing she loves more than having two of her four children, maybe a few grandkids, just hanging out watching a movie, maybe playing a game and having a laugh.
I’m glad I heard Harry Chapin’s corny song Cat’s In The Cradle when I was young, because although it is a bit cringey it really brought that message home to me and I’ve never forgotten it.
After I had my daughter there were certain songs I couldn’t listen to for quite a long time. Turn Around – also known as, Where Are You Going? In particular.
It used to make tear spurt from my eyes like water features.
Now I can listen to it again, because I’ve got used to the pure innocence of proper childhood being gone – and there are a lot of things to make up for that time when it does slip through your fingers, so mums of under tens, don’t fret too much. It’s great having a little mate you can joke with.
I particularly like Nanci Griffiths’ version, which you can listen to below.
But the song that I most identify with for how I feel about my own darling is by the incomparable Rickie Lee Jones. It’s cool and if there’s one thing my little weasel is, it’s cool.
‘That’s the way it’s going to be, little darling…
You’ll go riding on the horse in the air
Way up in the sky, little darling
And if you fall, I’ll pick you up, pick you up…’
Which songs make you think of the ones you love?