A Comment on My Song Choice

This song is called "Slipping Through My Fingers." I first heard the song when I was in high school and my best friend, Elaine Rawlins, gave me the album (yes, I said album) for my birthday. I loved this song the first time I heard it.

As the years have passed, I've been blessed with four beautiful children. Every year, as they start school, I think of this song. I take out the CD (I replaced the album some years ago) and listen to this song. Now, it makes me cry. Bruce started high school this year. Joseph will be gone all day and I feel them slipping through my fingers. The song speaks of a girl, but I feel this way about all four of my kids. I'm sure almost every Mom that listens to the song knows what I'm talking about.

I know it's corny, but sometimes I am corny, so here are the words:

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that Im losing her forever
And without really entering her world
Im glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see whats in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I cant deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
Well, some of that we did but most we didnt
And why I just dont know

CHORUS

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile