Surprising dad on his birthday was always a stuggle. He was rarely surprised and usually bought for himself what he wanted before we kids could get to it---usually a book or tool of some sort. One of the favorite birthday gifts I gave him was when I was still married and my, then, husband and I gave him season tickets to Marshall University football games. He was excited and so were we. I always looked forward to going to the games with him. After my marriage ended, Dad made sure to be my date, along with my girls, to the Marshall games. What a Dad!
Now, I feel his presence so often and know that I'm the one receiving the gift...
I heard Jewel perform this song soon after Dad died and thought it was the most amazing interpretation of the feelings trapped in my broken heart.
September settled softly
Leaves are starting to fall
I recall, the last time you were here
your laughter a melody that lingers still.
There's a hole in my heart
and I carry it wherever I go
Like a treasure that travels with me down every road
There's this longing lonesome deep
Kind of bitter, kind of sweet
There's a hole in my heart in the shape of you
Time stealing swiftly
As children having children of their own
And around life's merry-go-round goes
And there you are wanting what you cannot hold
There's a hold in my heart
And I carry it wherever I go
Like a treasure that travels with me down every road
There's this longing, lonesome deep
Kind of bitter, kind of sweet
There's a hole in my heart in the shape of you
Even though my heart aches
There's a smile on my face
Just like a window to heaven
There's a light shining through
There's a hole in my heart
So I'll carry it wherever I go
Like a treasure that travels with me down every road
There's this longing lonesome deep
Kind of bitter, kind of sweet
There's a hole in my heart
There's a hole in my heart
There's a hole in my heart in the shape of you
