Thursday, October 22, 2009

A Million Things

Off to School

A friend of mine was once asked by a co-worker, "What have you ever wanted that you never got?"

She couldn't think what to answer right then but later said to me, "Now I wish I could go back in time and say, 'A million things!'"

"A Million Things." Sound just like a chapter heading from an Amy Tan novel, doesn't it? Also reminds me of my favorite song from Mamma Mia! -- which we saw last night at Elliot Hall of Music -- "Slipping Through My Fingers," one of the most heart-breakingly lovely mother - daughter songs ever (and just as true and bittersweet for Moms of Sons).

You've gotta love it, if it doesn't make you feel too sad. You will definitely need a hanky! It chokes me up every time and fills me with nostalgia for . . . I don't know what . . . a million things, I guess:

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that old melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny . . .

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...

Slipping through my fingers all the time


P.S. Also, very quotidian: "I try to capture every minute / The feeling in it"

Schoolbag in Hand
Dad, Ben, Sam, Grandpa

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