"An Artist's Walk with God"

My dad is a musician.  From the time I can remember as a little girl, my mom use to say, dad is in his “music box.”   He would be mowing the lawn, or repairing a light fixture and humming a song I had never heard before.  I would ask him a question and see him turn his head as if to have heard a faint voice in the distance that would pull him into my world and smile and say, “what sweetie…….  I was not listening, but I am now”.  I knew he was listening to me; he was just listening to notes in his head making some beautiful melody.  How I wish I could go there and join him, but that world was his world alone one he felt so safe in.

I never cared because I knew when daddy was in my world, he was my daddy and I was his number one daughter for that moment.  My sister Pam came along five years later which was designed by God as He knew that span of years was perfect for my dad.  If I was ten, I was starting to wonder about boys and if I was pretty enough.  Pam was still wearing the wheels of her skate car and cornering the curves like a miniature Mario Andretti.  Daddy had a heart for both of us that made us feel we were the only little girls in the world.

I remember one time I was so sad and he came into my room and I was crying….. I told him I did not know what I was going to do with my life……….  Any my daddy touched my face and sang me the song….. Perry Como, “And I Love You so.”  He told me that God had a plan for me and that if I closed my eyes I could feel the magic.

Daddy still writes music.  Several years ago I bought him a computer, a computer program to write music and taught him how …. well, at 85 years of age, learn the computer.

So, daddy, I am dedicating this blog to you, the first man I ever loved and unlike anyone in the world I know, your heart is so full of love and music.

Here are the words to the song:

“And I love you so, the people ask me how
How I’ve lived ’till now, I tell them I don’t know
I guess they understand, how lonely life has been
That, life began again the day you took my hand

And yes, I know how lonely life can be
The shadows follow me and the night won’t set me free
But I don’t let the evening get me down
Now that you’re around me

And you love me too, your thoughts are just for me
You set my spirit free, I’m happy that you do
The book of life is brief and once a page is read
All but life is dead that is my belief

And yes, I know how lonely life can be
The shadows follow me and the night won’t set me free
But I don’t let the evening get me down
Now that you’re around me.”