let me know that you made it as far as foreverIt's been eight-and-a-half years since my mother passed away, and I think I've dealt with most of the ensuing demons. I can talk about her having passed away, I can talk about having a mother, I can talk about not having a mother anymore, and I don't burst into tears.
let me know that you hear when i cry, if you can
you're far away from me
you're far away from me
you're far away from me
come a little closer, just a little...
It's amazing, though, that Mother's Day still gets me. My mom's birthday was in March and it didn't get me quite like Mother's Day does, probably because you are beat over the head with Mother's Day. Everyone is talking about how you have to remember to send flowers or do something nice for your mother; my inbox is full of spam for Mother's Day specials. It's knowing that almost everyone around you has the chance to tell their moms how much they love and appreciate them; you wish you had that chance, too, particularly when you wasted it so many years ago.
With some perspective, though... Mother's Day is still tough for me. But not having a living mother doesn't mean I can't remember her, love her, appreciate her in my own way. You don't need someone to be right there in front of you to remember then, love them, appreciate them.
Anyway, "Far Away" always makes me think of my mom. It has for the past eight-and-a-half years, as it came out around the time she died. And so, in my mind, it's for her. And on this Mother's Day, I'm going to be there right beside all you guys, except I won't have the $50 flower bouquet or whatever. Hey, mom, maybe I wasn't the best daughter for the first 19 years, but at 28 I still think you're tops.
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