July 5, 2009

Hittin’ the Road

Posted in Uncategorized tagged , , , at 12:18 am by letterstoelias

Hello my Love,

Just a quick letter tonight to let you know we’re going on a bit of a road trip.  Bridie came into town today and Mom, the Girls and I will be heading up with her to Cranbrook first thing with her tomorrow.  We’ll stay a few days, get a chance to see her place and the store.  It should be a nice little getaway – a long drive, but I’m glad my mom will be there to share the driving duties.

It reminds me of the many times we drove up to Quesnel to visit your aunt, uncle and cousins in the summer.  As we went to bed tonight I shared with E my happy memories of those long drives with you – listening to music, talking, and laughing along the way.  I remember in particular one of the drives home that was scorching hot.  We tried stopping for various things to keep cool – blizzards, slurpies, water – but they all got hot/melted within minutes and nothing seemed to work.  At least it was something to laugh about though.  I miss that laughter.  I notice that C’s laugh is becoming more reminiscent of yours.  She laughs a lot.

There are other things to let you know and always plenty I want to say to you, but for now I need to get to sleep as we’ll be up and on the first ferry tomorrow and of course I stayed up late doing last minute packing.

You are forever in my heart, and I know you’ll be watching over us as we go.  I’ll leave you with my new ‘theme song’ – a song for a Sunday.  I’m pretty sure you bought me the CD it’s on, but again, it’s one that either of us would have bought – anyhow, the song hits on so many different levels for me . . . 

Walk On

And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring…
And love is not the easy thing….
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can’t leave behind

And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it’s a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong

Walk on, walk on
What you got they can’t steal it
No they can’t even feel it
Walk on, walk on…
Stay safe tonight

You’re packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom

Walk on, walk on
What you’ve got they can’t deny it
Can’t sell it, can’t buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight

And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Home, hard to know what it is if you’ve never had one
Home, I can’t say where it is but I know I’m going home
That’s where the hurt is

I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Leave it behind
You’ve got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme. . .

Good night my Love, 


P.S. I Love You


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