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Keegan

I wish I could know what you’d be like now.  I think about it a lot when I can sense your spirit nearby.  I wonder what you’d be doing now as your 31st birthday rolls through. 
It’s amazing to me that it’s been almost 14 years since you died.  I still have in my mind that crazy teenager with the larger than life personality, a fiery temper, and a heart of gold … the boy who couldn’t be quiet, even when I told you I’d pay you $10 if you lasted 10 minutes.  (You couldn’t.)  
I lost part of my heart and a chunk of my soul when you died.  I know I’ll see you again.  I know I was blessed to have you in my life as long as I did.  I also know I miss you still. 
So for your upcoming birthday weekend, I offer this because you were and are blessed … as am I for being allowed to be considered your mother, when, in reality, you blessed me more by being part of my life, if only for a short 17 years, than I feel I did yours. 
BLESSED
Elton John

Hey you, you’re a child in my head.
You haven’t walked yet.
Your first words have yet to be said,
But I swear you’ll be blessed.

I know you’re still just a dream.
Your eyes might be green
Or the bluest that I’ve ever seen.
Anyway, you’ll be blessed,
And you, you’ll be blessed.

You’ll have the best.
I promise you that.
I’ll pick a star from the sky.
Pull your name from a hat.
I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that
You’ll be blessed.

I need you before I’m too old
To have and to hold
To walk with you and watch you grow
And know that you’re blessed


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Volare

Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Let’s fly way up to the clouds
Away from the maddening crowds
We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of
Where lovers enjoy peace of mind
Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind
Just like bird of a feather, a rainbow together we’ll find

Volare, oh oh
E contare, oh oh oh oh
No wonder my happy heart sings
Your love has given me wings
Penso che un sogno cosi non ritorni mai piu
Mi dipingevo le mani e la faccia di blu
Poi d’improvviso venivo dal vento rapito
E incominciavo a volare nel cielo infinito

Volare, oh oh
E contare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu, dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu
E volavo, volavo felice piu in alto del sole ed ancora piu su
Mentre il mondo pian piano spariva lontano laggiu
Una musica dolce suonava soltanto per me

Volare, oh oh
E cantare, oh oh oh oh
No wonder my happy heart sings
Your love has given me wings
Nel blu, dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu
(Dean Martin)

*~*~*

I don’t currently have the immediate disposable income to buy a huge present for Roy for Valentine’s Day like I’d like. I can however dedicate this blogpost to him. His love has given me wings for sure. He at least can hear my happy heart sing.

💘

We’ve never had good luck celebrating this day … which is no great loss to me, as it, in my mind, is simply a made-up holiday by retailers. If you really love someone, you should show them daily and at random times, not just once a year when you’re told you should. That’s my opinion anyway. Thankfully Roy pretty much shares that thought.

Anyway, I’ll spare you all the completely idiotic things that have happened on Valentine’s Day since we’ve been together. Suffice it to say that if we were superficial people that thought V-Day truly meant something … we’d have long ago split and probably never have been together in the first place. Some of the things are funny. Some are sad. Some are completely ridiculous. We carried on anyway.

😱

So I’ll end with this:

💞

You’re Nobody ‘Til Somebody Loves You

You’re nobody ’til somebody loves you.
You’re nobody ’til somebody cares.
You may be king, you may possess the world and it’s gold,
But gold won’t bring you happiness when you’re growing old.
The world still is the same, you never change it
As sure as the stars shine above.
You’re nobody ’til somebody loves you,
So find yourself somebody to love.

The world still is the same, you never change it.
As sure as the stars shine above,
Well, you’re nobody ’til somebody loves you,
So find yourself somebody to love.
(Dean Martin)

*~*~*

I know I’m not a nobody … because I’ve got somebody to love me.

❤️ Roy ❤️

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