| | This week I was able to take Wylee to his first big concert. He had asked Santa for tickets to take Mommy to a country music concert. I was so proud of him asking for an experience vs an item. Well, Santa pulled through with some pretty good tickets for Chris Young. I might not have known the songs by the three bands that played that night, but you know what, none of that mattered. I was there with Wylee and we had the time of our lives. He made it strong through the first two bands, ate all the cheesy Bankers Life Fieldhouse food, and danced together to the songs. We were able to Facetime people and show them where we were at and how awesome it all was. I think between the two of us there is plenty of video and pictures to last a lifetime, shaky as they may be. |
As we got into the Chris Young section of the concert it was pretty late and Wylee was super tired. He started out strong standing on the chair as I sat in front of him so his chair didn't flip, as the songs went on he kneeled behind me, then eventually he sat down, then I felt him leaning his head on me and snapped a picture. He had fallen asleep in the concert! It was equally adorable and confusing. I don't think I could sleep in that setting!
On the way home from the concert Wylee fell asleep. I kept it on our country music Pandora station and a song came on that I used to sing as a kid: Holes in the Floor of Heaven by Steve Wariner. I know some of you will think it is odd that I was singing along and listening to this song since I am not religious but a lot of the songs I have always listened to have things related to religion; many many songs do. So, as I am listening to this song I am thinking how I just had this epic experience of taking my son to his first concert and I'm singing along and really trying to take in the words to the song. I am going to include the lyrics below, but, the part that really hit me is when the kid is getting married at 23 and it starts raining; when it starts to rain they explain it is okay to not be sad because the parent is watching over the wedding from heaven and the dears are coming down in the form of rain.
It just hit me as I was driving and I started to cry. You never know when the emotion is going to hit you, the reminder that I won't be here forever and I won't be able to see all of the special moments in my son's life. I hope he remembers that everything will be okay in the end. Now, I think it is time to get started on more letters for Wylee's special times in his life. I want him to have letters written by me that he can open up as special events happen; if I am here still we can open them together, if I'm not then he will have them.
On the way home from the concert Wylee fell asleep. I kept it on our country music Pandora station and a song came on that I used to sing as a kid: Holes in the Floor of Heaven by Steve Wariner. I know some of you will think it is odd that I was singing along and listening to this song since I am not religious but a lot of the songs I have always listened to have things related to religion; many many songs do. So, as I am listening to this song I am thinking how I just had this epic experience of taking my son to his first concert and I'm singing along and really trying to take in the words to the song. I am going to include the lyrics below, but, the part that really hit me is when the kid is getting married at 23 and it starts raining; when it starts to rain they explain it is okay to not be sad because the parent is watching over the wedding from heaven and the dears are coming down in the form of rain.
It just hit me as I was driving and I started to cry. You never know when the emotion is going to hit you, the reminder that I won't be here forever and I won't be able to see all of the special moments in my son's life. I hope he remembers that everything will be okay in the end. Now, I think it is time to get started on more letters for Wylee's special times in his life. I want him to have letters written by me that he can open up as special events happen; if I am here still we can open them together, if I'm not then he will have them.
One day shy of eight years old,
When grandma passed away.
I was a broken hearted little boy,
Blowing out that birthday cake.
How I cried when the sky let go,
With a cold lonesome rain.
My mom smiled, said: "Don't be sad child.
"Grandma's watching you today."
"'cause there's holes in the floor of Heaven,
"And her tears are pouring down.
"That's how you know she's watching,
"Wishing she could be here now.
"An' sometimes if you're lonely,
"Just remember she can see.
"There's holes in the floor of Heaven
"And she's watching over you and me."
Seasons come and seasons go,
Nothing stays the same.
I grew up, fell in love,
Met a girl who took my name.
Year by year, we made a life,
In this sleepy little town.
I thought we'd grow old together,
Lord, I sure do miss her now.
"'cause there's holes in the floor of Heaven,
"And her tears are pouring down.
"That's how you know she's watching,
"Wishing she could be here now.
"An' sometimes if you're lonely,
"Just remember she can see.
"There's holes in the floor of Heaven
"And she's watching over you and me."
Well my little girl is 23,
I walk her down the aisle.
It's a shame her Mom can't be here now,
To see her lovely smile.
They throw the rice, I catch her eye,
As the rain starts coming down.
She takes my hand; says: "Daddy don't be sad,
'cause I know Mama's watching now."
"'cause there's holes in the floor of Heaven,
"And her tears are pouring down.
"That's how you know she's watching,
"Wishing she could be here now.
"An' sometimes if you're lonely,
"Just remember she can see.
"There's holes in the floor of Heaven
"And she's watching over you and me."
Watching over you and me.
Watching over you and me.
Watching over you and me.
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