tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post3243751546294498918..comments2023-11-05T02:21:55.387-08:00Comments on this is not what i had planned: Lovesongs & Lullabiesk@laklyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05366772609212990882noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-50451178694351663342009-08-06T16:23:01.880-07:002009-08-06T16:23:01.880-07:00This is such a beautiful post. Thank you K.
My hu...This is such a beautiful post. Thank you K.<br /><br />My husband made a montage of photographs for Emma, set to himself playing "Somewhere over the Rainbow" - not sure where that one fits generically. That's it for me now. That song will have me keening on the floor in seconds.<br /><br />"Rock a Bye baby" pretty much destroys any semblance of self control I might have too.Fireflyforeverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15290560217994184778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-91253005265264257872009-08-03T18:20:40.164-07:002009-08-03T18:20:40.164-07:00I can't imagine listening to a lullaby.
Aren&...I can't imagine listening to a lullaby.<br /><br />Aren't some about death tho (like ring a round a rosie - ok not a lullaby)?Ya Chunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08816837461370619194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-57728714653337387792009-08-03T09:09:41.242-07:002009-08-03T09:09:41.242-07:00I agree with Charmy, I think all love songs are de...I agree with Charmy, I think all love songs are deadbaby songs in disguise. I associate so many of them with our babies and I have to take pause each and every time I hear one. It's a life long torture, but so is having a deadbaby at all, really. <br /><br />Beautiful post, K. XO.c.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02933776400434137451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-59072445633635887462009-08-01T07:47:37.397-07:002009-08-01T07:47:37.397-07:00i still can't even THINK of twinkle twinkle li...i still can't even THINK of twinkle twinkle little star. and yeah, i never got tangled up in love songs, never got wrapped up in someone who didn't want me...never really got those songs. until that day, the day EVERY SONG was written about dead babies.charmedgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12317107200577724625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-11157672157500107112009-07-31T10:09:38.757-07:002009-07-31T10:09:38.757-07:00Beautiful post, love. Beautiful.Beautiful post, love. Beautiful.Aunt Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12146687582842259611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-57645539099623973622009-07-31T07:43:00.778-07:002009-07-31T07:43:00.778-07:00What a beautiful post... I had to read it slowly, ...What a beautiful post... I had to read it slowly, to savor it...<br /><br />Music was one of those things that we sat around listening to in the early days. When we couldnt speak. Could barely breathe. There were songs I'd listened to my entire life that suddenly took on new meaning. "Blackbird"... "Yesterday"... "Walk On"... And finally, when the light poured in through an open window and we took a step outside "Here Comes The Sun"... I listen to them now and still get chills remembering those early days and how many of the lyrics spoke volumes that we couldnt find the words to say.Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17681333723382119281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-84070051392752954102009-07-31T05:39:12.797-07:002009-07-31T05:39:12.797-07:00See, this is why I cannot STAND the lullabies anym...See, this is why I cannot STAND the lullabies anymore. There was a harp player in the NICU when Maddy was there, and I began crying so hard, I made her leave. If I ever hear "Rainbow Connection" again I may get violent. As important as music was to my life, I tried fairly hard to make sure there weren't songs that were connected with Maddy so I wouldn't have to go through a life of getting the wind sucked out of me. I more or less succeeded.<br /><br />Perhaps this is why when it came time to sing to Bella, who never slept anyway, that we always forgot the words to lullabies and started in with Patsy Cline. In other words, Love Songs. They'll remain my lullabies methinks while I quietly cover my ears to the rest.<br /><br />Lovely, lovely post K. Always interesting to see where others musical trends lie.Tashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07376651134993450207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-20328388226331681552009-07-31T05:31:23.140-07:002009-07-31T05:31:23.140-07:00What a beautiful post. You just totally got me. Te...What a beautiful post. You just totally got me. Tears are now streaming down my face. <br /><br />I remember after Hannah dying wondering how I could have ever cried over anything else, like unrequited love. That was like a walk in the park. It made me feel silly, like my whole life had been frivolous up until that day. I never could have imagined this pain, and I think that's why I am ok (meaning not angry at like I used to be) with other people not getting it now.<br /><br />Thanks for this post.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08030787972960755420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-50030008678915805472009-07-31T01:13:23.796-07:002009-07-31T01:13:23.796-07:00Oh K, I have been missing your posts for weeks. Bu...Oh K, I have been missing your posts for weeks. But this, this just stopped me in my tracks today. Not only is it nice to have you back, but it is just lovely to see words as beautiful as this on your return.<br />Thank you.<br />xoHope's Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04984543289642681339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-76745717471915181222009-07-30T23:47:38.545-07:002009-07-30T23:47:38.545-07:00what a beautiful post, k.
sometimes I interpret lo...what a beautiful post, k.<br />sometimes I interpret love songs as loss songs...janishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14326099151319592743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-80715959999529947132009-07-30T23:07:21.325-07:002009-07-30T23:07:21.325-07:00"Always the lullabies."
Oh, me too. As..."Always the lullabies."<br /><br />Oh, me too. As I read your post, I imagined myself 12, 15, 20 years ago, imagining the heart broken by romantic love. <br /><br />Puff the Magic Dragon has always made me cry, ever since I was a little girl. In college, Rod Stewart's rendition of Forever Young had us singing out loud; now I have to turn it off, change the channel. <br /><br />Here's hoping I can manage the tears, should the time come for singing them.<br /><br />Thank you for a beautiful post.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03812637630030228124noreply@blogger.com