Perfect Moment Monday: And if you sing this lullabye
I am not a person who tears up at weddings. I may grin from ear-to-ear or sigh happily, but I do not cry. Make that, I didn’t cry. To be fair, I still didn’t cry at the wedding, I just let the tears flow at the reception.
My person got married on Friday, and I am so happy for her. She was a gorgeous bride.
For her dance with her dad, she chose Billy Joel’s Lullabye, a song he wrote for his daughter to explain that he will always be with her even once he passes. I watched them dance slowly, knowing how fiercely her dad loves his children and thought of V. A year ago we didn’t know he was about to be born, that we would be selected by his mother to be his parents. Two years ago I was at an office dinner remembering that I was not giving birth to a child that day, though I could have been.
I know it’s a song about death, which is a morbid topic for a perfect moment, but it really was so important to me. I am someone’s mother, and not just anyone. I am a mother to my son. Akin to Lori’s post about how one picture’s oneself when you are old (kismet much, Lori?), I pictured my son getting older and having children and always holding us and his first family with him. I was tearing the whole time, and then eventually let the tears flow, culminating with the final line – “some day your child may cry, and if you sing this lullabye, then in your heart there will always be a part of me.”
Even typing it down, I am sucker punched with the force of love that I have for this baby, this boy, this person. He will always be a part of me too.
For pictures of the event, see our family blog by clicking here.
Damnit! Now your post made me cry.
I totally called that, btw.
Nice.
Sometimes, I’ll be somewhere random like the grocery store or my bedroom and I’ll look at one of my girls and she will do something or say something that may or may not be all that significant, but it will just sock me hard with overwhelming love.
Motherhood has turned me to mush, it seems, but I’d rather be this kind of mush than anything else.
Glad you are where you are.
I love that song, too, and it evokes a teary response, even without a wedding and a long-awaited baby.
And I love that we’re in each others’ heads
I went to a wedding last weekend and everything seemed to be going wrong. It was outside. The wind picked up. It rained. The scenic water fountain stopped fountaining. The bride was late.
But when the couple finally got together and said their vows, we all cried a little. How can you not. The force of love is strong. I can feel it in your writing. Thanks.
just beautiful.
amazing the force of love for these little ones.
Oh I love that song. I used to sing it as a lullabye to my daughter all the time – when she was a newborn. It always calmed her right down, but I was always in tears by the end. I hear you!!! Lovely post!
Okay, now I”m teary! That is truly a perfect moment!
What a sweet post.
So sweet. So weepy now. It’s a good thing I already had a box of tissues sitting next to me for the mountain of snot coming out of me.
aww…that just made me tear up. beautiful! Happy blogversary!
Wow! I have had moments like this now that I am a mom. Have a happy perfect moment monday! (errr, Tuesday!)
Thank goodness I have tons of tissues near by due to Omans icky crap, since I just got all weepy! So lovely…
And happy early blogaversary–SO happy I found your blog!
Happy blogoversary, sweetie!
Happy blogoversary, my fellow December L girl!!
Happy, HAPPY blogoversary! It has been a real pleasure keeping up with you and your family.