Hello, hello, hello
I can no longer address the blog to non-followers, less-than-friends, etc. Because I have 3 followers!! [We are going to ignore the fact that two of those followers are the same person. Love you, Mark.] I am also not going to apologize for the long period of absence I took on this blog. It's the holidays, so you'll have to forgive me. But I'm back, greetings. Today is a song that reminds me of a certain event, which was kind of a tricky one. But I settled on the cheesy, sappy, overly-emotional...
"Butterfly Kisses" by Bob Carlisle. This song [I'm going to warn you, this is almost as sappy as the song.] reminds me of the Daddy-Daughter Dance my senior year in high school. This song played every year at the dance, but my senior year it really got me. I bawled, got my dad's suit all snotty [oops]. For some reason thinking about what my parents went through when I left for school makes me even more depressed than thinking about what I went through. I can't imagine saying goodbye to your first born [of course, I will eventually go though it, so I'll find out].
I knew that this song would worm its way into this list [as embarrassing as that is]. It's my dad and my song. It's probably every father-daughter couple's song, but... it's ours too. My dad gave me butterfly kisses when I was little. [The kind on the cheek, not the kind that goes from eyelash to eyelash.] Despite it's value in our relationship, I refuse to play this song at my wedding; it's so cheesy, and so contrived, and so manipulative, I'm not sure I could handle it. [Note: It will probably play at my wedding.]
I'm tired. That may have been an entirely lame post. I apologize. Here's too cheesy songs [I feel like I've toasted cheesy songs a couple of times...], daddy-daughter relationships, and the combination of the two on my wedding night. Happy New Year!
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