This song has been on my mind a lot the last few days. Listen through one time, and you will understand why. Now for me, I was never in a hurry to get my son's childhood over. In fact, quite the opposite was true. I wanted to savor and cherish every minute. But other than that, this song is perfect for the way I have been feeling lately.
I love it! I love words, the melody, the instruments; and the singer! I love the sentiment! And I simply thought I would share it today.
Enjoy! Then They Do!That's how it is...
You want all the dreams they dreamed of to come true...
I sat in the front seat of my car with the engine running. I was deep in my thoughts. Mama sat in
the back. I stared straight ahead, watching the red, white and blue spiral up and down.
"I wonder why they ever thought of making a barber pole
like that?" she commented.
My first inclination was to respond, "It was most likely the
Brits." But I really didn't know and I don't know why that idea came to
my mind either. I only responded, "I don't know," and I went back to
my reflections. It has always been hard for me to communicate when I am not feeling well, or I am tired. And I have been tired for awhile, now. I didn't want to talk.
Poor Mama. She had wanted to come along, but I didn't really
want her to. I didn't have much time, and my leg was sore enough, I thought
perhaps I had made a mistake in coming. I knew I didn't have the strength to
walk with her, and help her in and out of the car.But I couldn't tell her that. So she came and I
helped in spite of the pain. Been doing that awhile now, too.
We were waiting for dad outside the barber while he got his
hair cut. He hadn't had luck getting it done at their new retirement community.
And when I had come that afternoon to
take care of a few things for them, it was the first thing he had told me.
"They won't cut my hair!"
I didn't know why. I assumed maybe it was the wrong day, or
hour. Maybe he had trouble finding the salon. I didn't know and I didn't ask. I
just responded: "I will take you up to the barber where I used to take Mr.
B. when we were neighbors."
That delighted Dad. Mama wanted to come along for the ride.
So we were off on another errand that I was secretly hoping wouldn't turn into
an ordeal that would take longer than necessary. I had hoped to find out if I could do this after my recent surgery, but I soon found out I wasn't ready.
As I sat there with my mom, I really wasn't able to talk. I
was reflecting. I was remembering all the times I would bring my elderly
neighbor up to this same shop, when he could no longer drive. My memories are
all fond of this wonderful old man and his wife, but my reflections today were
not. There had been more than one time, that I had revisited this same memory.
Mr. B. standing on his front porch, as I had tried to explain.
"Mr. B. I just can't
drop everything and run you when you want to go. I am trying to home school Matthew and it interrupts our day."
"But I HAVE
to get my hair cut," was his forlorn response. And I knew then and there, my
efforts to explain were all in vain. I was saddened, I was frustrated. I was defeated. So, I simply
took him to the barber. I never, ever
forgot his need in that moment. I can still see him standing there, trying to
reason with me.
To this day, I hope he didn't sense my frustration, or
anger, or whatever it was that might have been bubbling underneath. I have
reviewed it many times over the 15 years or whatever it has been. Over and
over, I have given myself an "F" and vowed to never let anything like
that happen again.
So here I was now - right outside the same barber shop
with the same lousy attitude. All those memories couldn't help but flood my
tired mind and body. It was only day 7, after all, of a major surgery I had
just had. Part of me was telling myself, "I shouldn't have to do this yet!"
"You have just been ran over by a truck!" The doctor
had told me. "Quit expecting so much! This is only day 2!"
Yeah, I get that! I feel that! That part is easy to
understand. What isn't easy is to say no, when an elderly has a need. It is
different than when you or I have a need. I am not going to explain that. It is
simply different. "I will never,
ever forget his need in that moment!"
And so here we are. Same barber, same need, same grade.
"F" for not being more gracious with my mama. She only wanted to go for a
I saw Dad come out of the shop with a smile on his face.
"How did it go?" I asked trying to include some cheer in my tone.
"Did you like him?"
"Yes, he did a good job and I am glad to know this is
"Yes, little by little you are learning where things
are. And what is nice is the barber, the bank, and the store are all on the
same street that you live on! That will make it easy."
"Oh, boy! Thank you so much, Jan."
Daddy was happy and his hair looked good. Mama was still sighing in the backseat, probably sorry she came. Ok. I will give myself a "C" for Daddy. I still
need to get that attitude in check.
Thank you, Mr. B. for showing me the importance of a barber
and where to find one. I really wish I could do it all again for you, you know.
Still looking for that "A". Not so much because I need it, but
because you do; and all of those like you.
He came around the corner from the elevator just as I expected him to come - smiling. His face was red, from exertion, but he was not breath...
"He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also He has put eternity in their hearts, except that no one can find out the work that God does from beginning to end."
~~Ecclesiastes 3:11 NKJV
"I believe in the immortality of the soul, because I have within me immortal longings." ~Helen Keller
The American's Creed
I believe in the United states of America as a government of the people, by the people, for the people;
Whose just powers are derived from the consent of the governed;
A democracy in a republic, a sovereign nation of many sovereign states;
A perfect union and inseparable;
Established upon those principles of freedom, equality, justice, and humanity for which American patriots sacrificed their lives and fortues.
I therefore believe it is my duty to my country to love it, to support its Constitution, to obey its laws, to respect its flag, and to defend it against all enemies."
~~William Tyler Page
Thoughts on Success....
"That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much; who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who leaves the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem or a rescued soul; who never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty or failed to express it; who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had."
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
(or that which should be)
"No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else." ~ Charles Dickens
"There is no power on earth that can neutralize the influence of a high, pure, simple, and useful life" ~ Booker T. Washington
James Oliver Curwood
"What the caterpillar calls the end, God
calls the butterfly."
"That gracious thing, made up of tears and light" - a rainbow.