Monday, January 26, 2009

Dance With My Father -- Luther Vandross

Dear Granddad,

Today, Mommy snuck out of work at lunchtime (don't worry, she did not have any students) to go pick up a geocache that she had solved a puzzle for last night. When she was driving a song came on the radio that made her cry. She had forgotten all about this song. It came out a bunch of years ago, long before you went to Heaven, right around when our friend Gammy Judy's husband Doug went to Heaven. In fact, Mommy was pregnant with me, so it was about five years ago.

When the song came out, Mommy used to think that Gammy Judy's daughter Kathleen would like it, but it would be a while before she would be able to listen to it without feeling sad. Mommy used to cry a little when she would hear it, but she never thought about you being gone like you are now.

From Family History

These are the words to the song:
(from )
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
So now Mommy feels a little sad. She has a little bit of a headache from crying in the car. But she picked me up from school and we went home as early as we could because her new semester of online classes starts tonight. I have to be good and not make a lot of noise so Mommy can hear all the stuff the professors are saying.

So, she's okay, and she's still doing all the stuff that makes you so proud of her. But she misses you.

I love you, Granddad. Good night and God bless.

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