Ramblings...

One of the songs I've recently downloaded is Tim McGraw's "Live Like You Were Dying". That song just makes me want to go out and LIVE! Not necessarily sky-diving.. but, you get the drift! But, it also makes me reflect on somebody near and dear to my heart.

I don't know what to get Son this year for Christmas.

I'd like to give him a "life". A really fantastic one that would completely captivate him and allow all of his wonderful characteristics to thrive and grow. But-- that's not a gift a parent can bestow on a child except by backing off and allowing them to forge their own way. That gift comes from life experience and personal maturity.

He thinks he's already got that life... doing pretty much as he pleases, with a few responsibilities and inside the cyber world.

There's just so much more out there! If I could give it, I would give him experiences. Eye-opening experiences. Vistas and views of truly magnificient scenery; exotic tastes of food and the smells of fresh fruits growing; of knowing what it's like to scale a mountain and back down it cuz it's really steep; I'd like to give him the experience of enjoying every step of the journey because THAT'S as important (if not more so) as the destination. I didn't realize these things (and still haven't many of them) until I was mature enough to actually appreciate the process of life rather than "The Events".

Maybe I should pray more for his maturity. and, my own - so that I don't miss out on any more of the journeys. The plodding along steps are the journey- are the adventure ... and enjoy each and every one because that's just the way it is. There are frangrances along the way-- smokey smells. And, perhaps not music all the day- but, there is rythym. And, there is a harmony even amongst the disharmonys of life. Maybe life is more like a piece of music than we realize.

Live Like You Were Dying
sung by Tim McGraw
written by Craig Wiseman and Tim Nichols

He said I was in my early forties
with a lot of life before me
when a moment came that stopped me on a dime
and I spent most of the next days
looking at the x-rays
Talking bout the options
and talking bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in
that this might really be the real end
how's it hit you when you get that kinda news
man what'd you do

and he said
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

He said I was finally the husband
that most the time I wasn't
and I became a friend a friend would like to have
and all the sudden going fishin
wasn't such an imposition
and I went three times that year I lost my dad
well I finally read the good book
and I took a good long hard look
at what I'd do if I could do it all again

and then
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about
what'd you do with it what did you do with it
what did I do with it
what would I do with it?

Sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I watched an eagle as it was flying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying