Remembering Magic Moments (a Father's Day Tribute)

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Today is a day of remembering magic moments in a lifetime lived and shared. A time to recall the hidden gentleness beneath his rough exterior. A time to listen to the chimes of time, as they echo the sound of his laughter and his joy. A time to relive the fairytale illusions and fantasies of life as it used to be. Of childhood memories, and wonderous recollections of growing up, and of feeling safe, secure and loved. Today, I reached back in time to when mom and dad and all the kids gathered to celebrate, with admiration and appreciation. Today, I am conflicted with emotions of love, of loss, of regret, and even guilt.

REMEMBERING MAGIC MOMENTS

By Al Garcia

Today is a day of remembering magic moments in a lifetime lived and shared.  A time to recall the hidden gentleness beneath his rough exterior.  A time to listen to the chimes of time, as they echo the sound of his laughter and his joy.  A time to relive the fairytale illusions and fantasies of life as it used to be.  Of childhood memories, and wonderous recollections of growing up, and of feeling safe, secure and loved.  Today, I reached back in time to when mom and dad and all the kids gathered to celebrate, with admiration and appreciation.  Today, I am conflicted with emotions of love, of loss, of regret, and even guilt. 

How I remember the day when dark clouds covered the sunshine, and tears replaced the laughter.  There was that moment in time when hope seemed to have disappeared, and despair began to settle in.  It was the unpreventable swaying of the pendulum.  Inescapable.  Inevitable.  It was the day my father passed away.  And outside I could hear the birds singing.

I remember the emptiness of loss, and I recall hearing the loneliness and silence of a broken heart.  It was an emotion and a sound emanating from within my very being.  My very core.  Love, loss and regret were emotions that overcame me.  The guilt of not holding your hand or being with you when you faded way, overwhelmed me.How could the world keep on spinning, when my heart had been betrayed?  How could the sun keep on shinning, when the light in my life had been dimmed?  And I asked, why must my heart keep on beating?  But, most of all, at that moment in my life, why do the birds keep on singing? 

Looking back, only twice have I felt such emotion and such loss.  Once when my father died, and again, when my mother passed away.  Each time, a part of me was lost.  Each time, I felt diminished and alone.  And each time, I heard the birds outside singing, and I asked myself, why do the birds keep on singing? 

And it was long after the pain began to ease, and the loss began to subside, that I finally realized why the birds kept on signing.  They sing the song of hope, of dreams and of life.  They sing the song that beckons back the pleasures that life can give.  They echo the melody that accompanies the memories of what had been. 

It has taken so many tears and years to understand the laughter and the joy that is left behind.  And then, not even a lifetime can erase the essence of the hearts and souls of those that once cradled you, and loved you unconditionally.

The passing of time, and of the seasons, has calmed my broken heart and eased the solitary sorrow that had become a part of me.  Remembering the magic moments once shared with my dad has quietened the restlessness within, and now I no longer ask why do the birds keep on singing.  I simply just enjoy their song.

It’s Father’s Day.  And today I once again head birds signing.  This time, their song brought back so many shared memories of days in the sun, laughter in the air, and love in my heart. 

Remembering magic moments on a day like this make me smile, and bring back sentiments and emotions that have always made this day so special and so memorable.  Today is your day, Dad, and I can still remember and feel the magic that was you, and all the memories shared with you, that will never fade or go away.

Your gentleness, your laughter, your hugs – all the magic of you, remembered always, but especially today.


Submitted: June 20, 2021

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CJ Spuddz

This is beautiful

Sun, June 20th, 2021 5:48pm

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