While I was playing on Farm Town (an app/game on Facebook) this morning, instead of listening to the cows mooing, and the chicks clucking I decided to turn on my iTunes and I chose to listen to Kenny Loggins' "More Songs From Pooh Corner." This song particularly touched my heart. I thought of all the daughters I know. I thought of my husband's grown daughter from his previous marriage stuck out like a sore thumb. I know it's probably just part of my personality make-up (growing up the way I did) that I tend to focus on negative things. Because his relationship with his daughter is truly a negative one. How can daughters turn away from their father's love? One that gave them a really good childhood, just to appease her mother through the divorce? Why alienate that part of your blood or your father? I've written her so many letters in my head, all of them unfinished. My husband, has written her hundreds (actually finished) but never sent. Yesterday, he finished the first part of his book "Profile of A Religious Man" and handed to me his final copy saying, "this is for you to publish after I die." Yes, he can't publish it because they would probably sue him for the contents in it (just because the marriage ended up in divorce and they would think that it is libelous) and he just couldn't live through that. As I was leaning on his chest this morning, I hear his ill heart (he had atrial fibrillation around the time I got pregnant for our youngest and last child). I really didn't think of that in relation to his grown daughterl--I tried to move my thoughts to other positive "daughter" objects or me and my dad (but my childhood experience with my father is not as positive as husband's with his daughter). I wonder . . . I know we all live on borrowed time, or just day to day, that anyone of us could leave this existence at any moment, but why miss out? It's quite unfair and unjust. . . . Focus on the positive. Today will be a good day and we'll all have enough lifetimes to enjoy each other.
Always, in all ways
You'll be in my mind
For always, in all ways
Words have been so hard to find
I still remember you as a child
holding you in my arms
The way you looked up to me
I thought that I'd always be
I'd be there beside you
For always, in all ways
This distance is too far apart
I thought you'd always be daddy's child
And suddenly you were grown
Now that you're on your own
If ever you feel alone
I'll be there beside you
For always, in all ways
I never thought that this day would come
When we'd have to say good-bye
But now that your on your own
Whenever you need a home
I'll be there inside you
Always, in all ways
I'll be there beside you
For always, in all ways...
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Where are you going, my little one, little one
Where are you going, my baby, my own?
Turn around and you're two, turn around and you're four
Turn around and you're a young girl going out of my door
Turn around, turn around
Turn around and you're a young girl going out of my door
Where are you going, my little one, little one
Little dirndls and petticoats, where have you gone?
Turn around and you're tiny, turn around and you're grown
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own
Turn around, turn around
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own
Turn around, turn around
Turn around and you're the young girl going out of the door
Where are you going, my little one, little one
Where are you going, my ba-by, my own?
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