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Future Song


I dreamt it was 1991. She was still alive. We could still take guitar lessons in the spring, learn how to harmonize like the Indigo Girls. I'd beg her not to go to Texas. We'd drive to Alaska in my Ford Escort, end up working at a resort for minimum wage. Exhausted in the evenings, we'd put down our cigarettes and pluck out teenage dirges. (I wouldn't make fun of her poetry this time). We'd sing Harry Chapin songs and Simon and Garfunkle songs. We'd write goofy songs about a yellow tabby with a million nicknames, songs about rocks we found along rivers in Missouri, songs about the stormy Indiana summer nights, how we ran barefoot in the downpour, the pavement still holding the heat from the day, how we skipped and twirled on the soft, wet grass between the Esplanades, the sky cracking open above us.


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Mar. 21st, 2007 04:27 am (UTC)
Thanks. Yeah, I posted it, then accidently deleted it and had to re-write it. Good times.
Mar. 21st, 2007 05:27 am (UTC)
That made me a little misty, I don't know where it came from but it's beautiful.
Mar. 21st, 2007 05:30 am (UTC)
Mar. 21st, 2007 01:13 pm (UTC)
Mar. 22nd, 2007 01:50 am (UTC)
good & sad - makes me think of my own younger sister
Mar. 23rd, 2007 09:19 am (UTC)
Mar. 23rd, 2007 02:04 pm (UTC)
I have a dream, too. I dream that I hugged and kisses my daughters more. That I played more games with them and did less housework. That we had more family meetings and more family vacations. And when she suggested we take a cruise I'd say yes instead of I don't think I can afford that. And I'd get to the hospital in time to say all the things I meant to say, like I love you, I'm sorry for being so judgmental, please forgive me for not calling, visiting more and please don't ever leave my dreams.
Mar. 23rd, 2007 02:51 pm (UTC)
You have hugged and kissed your daughters as much as possible and we love you and Dad very much for all the unconditional love you have given us, all the things about life you have taught us, you are the best parents I could ever image having.

We all have our dreams and we all have the list of things we wish we could have done BUT the one thing we must remember is that we DID have great family vacations and weird family meetings (like regulating our TV viewing - ha)
and many wonderful memories of trips to Nebraska, Lake of the Ozarks, camping, canoe rides on the rivers of Missouri and Illinois, trips to California and the Washington Rain Forest. Karma would want us all to know that she KNEW we loved her and she loved us. Because of all the love we have shared and will continue to share, now and forever, we will always be in each others dreams!
Mar. 24th, 2007 12:06 am (UTC)
Re: Dreams
Thanks Cathy and Mom. I hope you know I love you more than words can ever say.

I wish Dad would dream about getting back to the interview about his Dad! Light a fire under his ass for me, 'kay?
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