Symbols of Love

Christmas Song

Me — Wed, 29 Dec 2010 17:58:08 +0000

My very favourite Christmas song has long been I’ll Be Home for Christmas. Because I was kind of raised by television, I want to say the first time I heard it was not, as you might have suspected, on the beloved John Denver and the Muppets Christmas CD, but I’m pretty sure the first time I heard it was on a commercial. Folger’s, in fact. A son in the army catches a bus home, sneaks into the house, and smiles at the tree. I’ll Be Home for Christmas is playing in the background. The very thoughtful breaking-and-entering son decides to make coffee (Folger’s, wouldn’t you know it) and the mom awakens to the beautiful smell of dissolving caffeine crystals and heads downstairs with a smile, not for a moment wondering why Mr. Theif broke in AND decided to make coffee while doing so. When mom sees the son she bursts into tears and then the beautiful I’ll Be Home for Christmas disappears into: The best part of waking up….

Still. Love the song. It’s a very simple song – short, easy lyrics, easy on the ear (especially considering it was first done by Bing Crosby in 1943, and he’s got the voice of an angel).

I’ll be home for Christmas,
You can count on me.
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me,
Where the love light gleams.
I’ll be home for Christmas,
If only in my dreams.
Christmas Eve will find me,
Where the love light gleams.
I’ll be home for Christmas,
If only in my dreams.

Sweet. Lovely. Uplifting. This song-along with O Holy Night, which I like to pretend I can sing but can’t due to the high notes. Or I should specify – I can hit the high notes, but only if I am really, really drunk. Then I’m sure I sing like Judy Garland, if Judy Garland really was a drunk.
Oh wait.

I’ll Be Home for Christmas was a song. It was an instant coffee commercial. It was Old Blue Eyes on the radio. It was something I played on an endless loop as I had an endless parade of houses I lived in and endlessly moved from.

When I moved to Alberta I thought the “Only in my dreams” part of the song would mean I’d be dreaming of Christmas in New Brunswick. As for, the “I’ll be home for Christmas”, well that part did come true. Home just happens to be in the freezing cold of northern Canada. Christmas arrived and there’s a big tree in the living room, there were stockings and presents and a big turkey dinner. I have a home with a wonderful husband and the cats.
This year, I was home for Christmas. It’s as simple and as complicated as that.

Hooked On Love

Me — Thu, 04 Nov 2010 11:20:33 +0000

You got me … hook, line and sinker.

Love Is…

Me — Wed, 03 Nov 2010 12:12:15 +0000

Having you in my life is like winning the lottery.

I Love His Texts

Me — Sun, 17 Oct 2010 15:17:22 +0000

When he texts me saying he can’t wait to see me, I light up inside.

Weary

Me — Sat, 16 Oct 2010 17:18:13 +0000

In the past three weeks I have flown 9579 miles for work. By the end of next week I will add another 4123 miles. Weary I am … weary of hotels, weary of living from a suitcase and weary from dining out. Travel for work is not nearly as fun as a vacation. Not fun at all.

Thankful

Me — Sun, 10 Oct 2010 15:29:54 +0000

Many of you that have been visiting here for quite sometime know I moved across the country this summer. With the move came new friends, a new love and a new job.

It is Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada, some people will celebrate today, some celebrate will tomorrow but whatever day we choose it’s the time most of us reflect on the good things we have going for us. It’s a time to look on the bright side of life and list those things for which we are thankful. While pondering my own little list, I realise I am grateful for many things in my life, too many to even begin listing. But, I will say this … I so am thankful I decided to make that move.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Sweet and Sour

Me — Fri, 24 Sep 2010 12:43:32 +0000

I’ll tell you a secret … I can’t say how much I really love you because it would be so sweet I would turn into a lemon.

New Love Is Like …

Me — Thu, 23 Sep 2010 13:02:14 +0000

… the the first snowfall in winter – cool and refreshing.

A Song Says Everything

Me — Wed, 22 Sep 2010 12:21:25 +0000

Songs sometimes have a way of saying all I want to say. So I’ll let these lyrics speak for me today.

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I cried a tear, you wiped it dry
I was confused, you cleared my mind
I sold my soul, you bought it back for me
And held me up and gave me dignity
Somehow you needed me

I can’t believe it’s true
I needed you and you were there
And I’ll never leave, why should I leave
I’d be a fool
‘Cause I finally found someone who really cares

You held my hand when it was cold
When I was lost you took me home
You gave me hope when I was at the end
And turned my lies back into truth again
You even called me “friend”

You gave me strength to stand alone
To face the world out on my own
You put me high upon a pedestal
So high that I could almost see eternity
You needed me, you needed me

- Lyrics by Anne Murray

Love Is…

Me — Tue, 21 Sep 2010 16:12:51 +0000

… like a stone falling in the water, the ripple effect goes on and on……