Walking walking walking...
I went for a nice walk this morning. The weather was pristine. Clear blue sky, light breeze, almost chilly. A few puffy clouds.
I got Jack sent off with Miss Jyllian and I put on my sneakers, a sweatshirt, and of course the Ipod.
Interesting things that happened to me on this walk to day.
I don't have my own Ipod. I assumed Missi's when she got her new fancy phone which works as a pod.
Allie was kind enough to load music into it for me, her music that she believed I would like.
I took a gamble and put the Pod on shuffle.
SO I took off down River street and the music that played was amazing.
I surprisingly knew most of the songs. Dave matthews, John mayer, Jack Johnson, Taylor Swift.
then there were a few I didnt know, OAR, Phish, Death cab for cutie, the postal service.
As I walked the music seemed to either:
1. Move me along with it, or
2. I willed the right tune to come on.
I was chugging along and reached the levee along the Susquehanna I stood there and just soaked it all in. The birds along the riverside, the plants, the turtles I could identify, fish popping above the water every so often.
I was just compelled to text a photo to the people I love.
I wanted them to see and enjoy what I was so loving a that very moment.
So I did, I phone pic'd the river and mass mailed it to all my brothers, sister in laws, niece hubby and a few friends. told them I loved them and wished they were with me at that very moment.
I walked the mile enjoying the randomness of SHUFFLE.
Reaching the top of the levee, before going down the path to the cemetery I sat on the wall for a moment to adjust my socks.
I have moment of "Hey Dad, are you there?, Miss you lots. Isn't it a perfect day? It was this perfect of a day the day you died. You missed that day too."
Then a song came on, Jack Johnson Adrift.
I loved it.
I felt connected.
Here is the kicker, I felt connected to myself.
I wasn't looking for answers to the who,what, whys of EVERYONE ELSE,
I felt as if I was right where I NEEDED TO BE.
One of the first times a song was about ME.
Hmmm.
A new idea/concept. Could this be about Suzie? Could this walk be because I wanted the air and sunshine on my face?
Could these awesome songs just be because I needed a lift? and not be hidden messages about what to do for/about/concerning EVERYONE ELSE?
So I pulled out the Pod from my bra-(cuz Im not that hip.. and everything goes into my bra)and hit repeat.
Thanks Jack Johnson for singing to me this morning, about me. for me.
I watched a few moments longer as the water dark and muddy swirled around and then headed down the path.
Of course Flogging Molly came on next and I was transported to my pub in Ireland someday with a pint in my hand, smile on my face, and friendly people to chat and sing along with.
It was a good day. a real good day.
I visited my pals, and read more stones while there. I was absorbed in the moment when I looked up and there was Andy. In his car, looking at me reading the headstones.
How did he find me?
It didn't really matter how, more of why? Why would he find me?
I knew as soon as the sun cleared my vision why he came around the cemetery to find me.
He Loves me.
He received my picture phone message and just stopped to see me on my walk. He kissed me from the car. Told me he was glad I was enjoying my morning and left with a smile.
It made the rest of my walk that much sweeter.
I stopped for a coffee and headed home.
It was a good thing, a good day.
I cant wait to go again tomorrow.
Why? Because I LIKED IT AND I WANT TO GO.
Its all about the Suzie.
I got Jack sent off with Miss Jyllian and I put on my sneakers, a sweatshirt, and of course the Ipod.
Interesting things that happened to me on this walk to day.
I don't have my own Ipod. I assumed Missi's when she got her new fancy phone which works as a pod.
Allie was kind enough to load music into it for me, her music that she believed I would like.
I took a gamble and put the Pod on shuffle.
SO I took off down River street and the music that played was amazing.
I surprisingly knew most of the songs. Dave matthews, John mayer, Jack Johnson, Taylor Swift.
then there were a few I didnt know, OAR, Phish, Death cab for cutie, the postal service.
As I walked the music seemed to either:
1. Move me along with it, or
2. I willed the right tune to come on.
I was chugging along and reached the levee along the Susquehanna I stood there and just soaked it all in. The birds along the riverside, the plants, the turtles I could identify, fish popping above the water every so often.
I was just compelled to text a photo to the people I love.
I wanted them to see and enjoy what I was so loving a that very moment.
So I did, I phone pic'd the river and mass mailed it to all my brothers, sister in laws, niece hubby and a few friends. told them I loved them and wished they were with me at that very moment.
I walked the mile enjoying the randomness of SHUFFLE.
Reaching the top of the levee, before going down the path to the cemetery I sat on the wall for a moment to adjust my socks.
I have moment of "Hey Dad, are you there?, Miss you lots. Isn't it a perfect day? It was this perfect of a day the day you died. You missed that day too."
Then a song came on, Jack Johnson Adrift.
I loved it.
I felt connected.
Here is the kicker, I felt connected to myself.
I wasn't looking for answers to the who,what, whys of EVERYONE ELSE,
I felt as if I was right where I NEEDED TO BE.
One of the first times a song was about ME.
Hmmm.
A new idea/concept. Could this be about Suzie? Could this walk be because I wanted the air and sunshine on my face?
Could these awesome songs just be because I needed a lift? and not be hidden messages about what to do for/about/concerning EVERYONE ELSE?
So I pulled out the Pod from my bra-(cuz Im not that hip.. and everything goes into my bra)and hit repeat.
Thanks Jack Johnson for singing to me this morning, about me. for me.
I watched a few moments longer as the water dark and muddy swirled around and then headed down the path.
Of course Flogging Molly came on next and I was transported to my pub in Ireland someday with a pint in my hand, smile on my face, and friendly people to chat and sing along with.
It was a good day. a real good day.
I visited my pals, and read more stones while there. I was absorbed in the moment when I looked up and there was Andy. In his car, looking at me reading the headstones.
How did he find me?
It didn't really matter how, more of why? Why would he find me?
I knew as soon as the sun cleared my vision why he came around the cemetery to find me.
He Loves me.
He received my picture phone message and just stopped to see me on my walk. He kissed me from the car. Told me he was glad I was enjoying my morning and left with a smile.
It made the rest of my walk that much sweeter.
I stopped for a coffee and headed home.
It was a good thing, a good day.
I cant wait to go again tomorrow.
Why? Because I LIKED IT AND I WANT TO GO.
Its all about the Suzie.
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