Monday, August 18, 2008

Slipping through my fingers

Originally posted on MySpace Aug 18, 2008

Current mood:melancholy

I saw my youngest daughter off to school (college) on Saturday. It is such an exciting time for her... spreading her wings and trying on new freedoms. Also a scary time - especially since we are moving away from her. I was prepared to cry based ..xperience, but I shed only a few tears. I am not sure what happened. Earlier in the week my husband mentioned this day was coming and I totally broke down and sobbed and bawled like a baby. Where were my tears when I drove away last night?

There are about a million and one things going on in my life right now and I suspect the stress I am experiencing has something to do with my emotions at that time. However, while listening to the soundtrack of Mamma Mia in the car today I lost it.... This song is amazing and it made me cry in the theatre during the movie, but today, today it really hit home. I always asked Krissy not to grow up, but I guess she had to. This is for you, Krissy... I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART!!!!!

"Slipping Through My Fingers" by ABBA

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 odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know

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

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

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

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