Sunday, January 6, 2013

For Don

I've been thinking about him a lot lately.  He was truly never far from my thoughts; guess that comes when his son is my son.  And every time my eyes water up, and every time they did for 7 years, he would sing this song to me.

Seems appropriate today.  Dust in the eye so to speak when the reality of it all sets in:

I can hear him saying to me some weeks ago, "Don't go getting all weepy eyed on me."

Okay, Don, I won't... :)


Slamdunk said...

Thanks for sharing about your loss. It is funny how songs speak to us--even years later.

A Doc 2 Be said...

Hearing this song last night made me remember all the funny things we did, and I think I even giggled out loud.

He'd have liked that!