Do you hear what I hear?
I heard a sound I have not heard in a long, long time this morning. It was a whistle. It was Damon, whistling. Damon used to ALWAYS whistle, even in the morning. Just like his dad (and my dad, too, by the way). This from the guy who has 3 tests today and 3 college applications due tomorrow. He was whistling. Such a sweet, wonderful sound. Thank you, Damon. You made my day!
posted by CB | 7:12 AM
5 Comments:
Cathy, that is so good to hear. I can see a smile on your face as you write that. Hope you have a good day.
Hi Cathy, I too felt a brightness and smile when I read this....I hope thru all the ups and downs you will find the 'up' days will once again become more frequent....my thoughts are always with you.
Cathy -- a happy moment has broken through; I am so happy for you. I hope they are filled by many more. Just beware! Happy Halloween . . . .
Hi Cathy! I've been reading your website since I heard about it at Lou's funeral. It's a wonderful thing, don't stop writing whatever you do.
Tony has always said wonderful things about Lou, I really really wish I would have been able to know him the way Tony did. His passing was so hard on him, and I think it always will be. Lou was always larger than life to him, more or less a god in his eyes.
If you, Damon, or Drew should ever need anything, anything at all please let us know and we will be there for you
I know you wrote about this some time ago, but when Rob was so ill, he said the worst thing that happened, in his opinion, was that I stopped singing around the house. My constant singing had, I thought, always really bugged him...which it did, until it stopped. Then he missed it BEFORE I did -- and MORE than I did.
I have been singing in the church choir again since I came back to Waxahachie,but my voice has really lost a lot of its range and melodic quality in the past 2 and a half years. It is difficult not to hear the same voice I have always had, but I hope if I keep singing, it will come back. I miss it, but most of all, I miss the glad heart that always had a song in it. I don't know how long it may take that to come back... if it ever will. Maybe I need to take a page from Damon's book and just whistle!
Love,
Claudia
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