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“Homeward Bound I wish I was, Home Where My Heart Is Fleeting…”

November 1, 2013

I’m estranged from everyone who is in my family.  doesn’t change how much I miss them. especially in the changing of the seasons as the holidays emerge it is always bittersweet for those who have no family or clan to share the shortening light of day.  curiously there are more people who are likely to hang on when life’s thread are bare in this time, i feel that the expectation as children is never lost no matter what happens or where we are, we always turn toward home

“Homeward Bound” by Simon and Garfunkel

“I’m sittin’ in the railway station 
Got a ticket for my destination 
On a tour of one night stands 
My suitcase and guitar in hand 
And every stop is neatly planned 
For a poet and a one man band”

“Homeward bound 
I wish I was 
Homeward bound 
Home, where my thought’s escaping 
Home, where my music’s playing 
Home, where my love lies waiting 
Silently for me” 

“Everyday’s an endless stream 
Of cigarettes and magazines 
And each town looks the same to me 
The movies and the factories 
And every stranger’s face I see 
Reminds me that I long to be” 

“Homeward bound 
I wish I was 
Homeward bound 
Home, where my thought’s escaping 
Home, where my music’s playing 
Home, where my love lies waiting 
Silently for me” 

“Tonight I’ll sing my songs again 
I’ll play the game and pretend 
But all my words come back to me 
In shades of mediocrity 
Like emptyness in harmony 
I need someone to comfort me” 

“Homeward bound 
I wish I was 
Homeward bound 
Home, where my thought’s escaping 
Home, where my music’s playing 
Home, where my love lies waiting 
Silently for me 
Silently for me 
Silently for me”

 

How many years I have silently cried and mumbled these lines especially when missing a dear companion.

 

One cannot imagine the feeling of not having someone to share the experience of being together with those who you have loved and ache to see and hold again.

 

The feeling is an interminable aching that cannot heal and will not leave that feeling of “emptyness” that Simon and Garfunkel express is the truth of the matter. You always fret that you are not together this night and as long as you live.

The fact is that you are always together no matter what because you have been touched by one another, you’re connected as long as you are present.  When you perish a part of the connecting carries on.

 

Blessings to all with whom I have shared my life both friend and foe alike, remember in this special time that there are those far away who cherish your presence and hold a candle for you, “We will always remember, lift up and sing.”

“18 years … Went by in the blink of an eye… What I wouldn’t do to turn back time and do it all over again. Bryan Rodriguez, How proud you make me each and every day as you become a man beyond what I could have ever imagined. And with each year as I watch you blossom, it is yet another year reminding me of how fragile and precious life is as you are named after my dear friend Bryan who died the year you were born. You have made us all so very proud, Bryan Rodriguez, and I know this is only the beginnings of a lifetime of accomplishments and success. I am blessed and grateful to be your Mother. And thankful for each and every Halloween that we get to celebrate the day you came into our lives. Te amo para siempre. BJB — feeling blessed with Bryan Rodriguez and 5 others at Luz In the City.”
Kindergarten – 2002 – The Lab Charter

 

My Grandson of my eldest daughter is 18 this day.  His mother wrote this to him.

 

 

Mi hija majora y Bryan

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Comment leave one →
  1. November 4, 2013 3:42 pm

    family no matter what is the central influencec in a person’s life. And in mine it has always been tenuous and therefore I am more grateful for my ancestors and progeny.

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