Arrangements
Feb. 9th, 2007 12:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
friezaessAw man.
Thank you everyone for your kind comments/sms's. I feel like a dick not replying to stuff, but do know that I appreciate each and every comment left on this pitiful excuse for a journal, and every sms recieved on my craptastic phone. It's increadibly important to me, especially considering how... erratic things have been. *warm hugs to her Mani and AI-Con darlings, and everyone else kind enough to respond*
I *almost* didn't cry today, until I saw Mum's wedding ring (brain's defence mechanisms are a wonderful thing). Then I fucking bawled my eyes out. I have to make the heartwrenching descision of whether I want to give it back to her or hang onto it. Apparently it's commonplace for wedding rings to be passed on from one generation to the next, and seeing as she not once took it off I consider it to be a part of her, and I do wish I could hang onto it. But on the other hand, it's her's, not mine. She was a bit upset when they were considering cutting it off for surgery (it's damn tight!)... Earlier I was very defiant that she take it with her to eternity, but looking at it... it's like I'm looking at her.
Fuck, now I'm crying again. I don't know how I'm going to be able to make this desicion by tomorrow, so any input would be kinda appreciated. I think my gut says to give it back... blah.
_~*~_
The funeral's 2pm Monday, and I've been put in charge of choosing four songs for the event.
1. (to be played as people are walking in) "Lola" by the Kinks.
This may seem a bit odd, but I reckon Mum'd get a real kick of it. She used to love it when she was a teenager and found it amusing how her Dad enjoyed the song without being able to pick up on its true meaning ^^;
2. (the main, reflective piece to be played as people are recieving communion) "Crying" by Roy Orbison.
Oh God. I'm not sure if this one was a good choice because it's so damn sad, but Roy Orbison was Mum's favourite singer and she enjoyed this song. Plus "Crying" kept playing over and over in my head the day after she died, before I even realised it was by her fave artist.
3. (to be played as people are exiting) "Love Story" by some guy.
Her and Dad's "our song".
4. (to be played when we get to the cemetary) "If We Hold On Together" from The Land Before Time
This song was mine and her's. We both adored the movie, and often times she'd go around singing that song. I remember getting irritated over her never being able to get the right lyrics :/
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to end this post before I become a blubbering mess.
Thank you everyone for your kind comments/sms's. I feel like a dick not replying to stuff, but do know that I appreciate each and every comment left on this pitiful excuse for a journal, and every sms recieved on my craptastic phone. It's increadibly important to me, especially considering how... erratic things have been. *warm hugs to her Mani and AI-Con darlings, and everyone else kind enough to respond*
I *almost* didn't cry today, until I saw Mum's wedding ring (brain's defence mechanisms are a wonderful thing). Then I fucking bawled my eyes out. I have to make the heartwrenching descision of whether I want to give it back to her or hang onto it. Apparently it's commonplace for wedding rings to be passed on from one generation to the next, and seeing as she not once took it off I consider it to be a part of her, and I do wish I could hang onto it. But on the other hand, it's her's, not mine. She was a bit upset when they were considering cutting it off for surgery (it's damn tight!)... Earlier I was very defiant that she take it with her to eternity, but looking at it... it's like I'm looking at her.
Fuck, now I'm crying again. I don't know how I'm going to be able to make this desicion by tomorrow, so any input would be kinda appreciated. I think my gut says to give it back... blah.
_~*~_
The funeral's 2pm Monday, and I've been put in charge of choosing four songs for the event.
1. (to be played as people are walking in) "Lola" by the Kinks.
This may seem a bit odd, but I reckon Mum'd get a real kick of it. She used to love it when she was a teenager and found it amusing how her Dad enjoyed the song without being able to pick up on its true meaning ^^;
I met her in a club down in old soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola
C-o-l-a cola
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said lola
L-o-l-a lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well Im not the worlds most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well Im not dumb but I cant understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said dear boy wont you come home with me
Well Im not the worlds most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her and she at me
Well thats the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
Its a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well I left home just a week before
And Id never ever kissed a woman before
But lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said dear boy Im gonna make you a man
Well Im not the worlds most masculine man
But I know what I am and Im glad Im a man
And so is lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola
C-o-l-a cola
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said lola
L-o-l-a lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well Im not the worlds most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well Im not dumb but I cant understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said dear boy wont you come home with me
Well Im not the worlds most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her and she at me
Well thats the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
Its a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Well I left home just a week before
And Id never ever kissed a woman before
But lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said dear boy Im gonna make you a man
Well Im not the worlds most masculine man
But I know what I am and Im glad Im a man
And so is lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola
2. (the main, reflective piece to be played as people are recieving communion) "Crying" by Roy Orbison.
Oh God. I'm not sure if this one was a good choice because it's so damn sad, but Roy Orbison was Mum's favourite singer and she enjoyed this song. Plus "Crying" kept playing over and over in my head the day after she died, before I even realised it was by her fave artist.
I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
But I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
As you stopped to say, "Hello"
Oh, you wished me well
You couldn't tell
That I'd been crying over you
Crying over you
When you said, "So long"
Left me standing all alone
Alone and crying, crying
Crying, crying
It's hard to understand
But the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more
Than I did before
But, darling, what can I do?
For you don't love me
And I'll always be crying over you
Crying over you
Yes, now you're gone
And, from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying
Crying, crying
Yeah, crying, crying
Over you
I could smile for a while
But I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
As you stopped to say, "Hello"
Oh, you wished me well
You couldn't tell
That I'd been crying over you
Crying over you
When you said, "So long"
Left me standing all alone
Alone and crying, crying
Crying, crying
It's hard to understand
But the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more
Than I did before
But, darling, what can I do?
For you don't love me
And I'll always be crying over you
Crying over you
Yes, now you're gone
And, from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying
Crying, crying
Yeah, crying, crying
Over you
3. (to be played as people are exiting) "Love Story" by some guy.
Her and Dad's "our song".
Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I start
With her first hello
She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine
There’d never be another love, another time
She came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heart
She fills my heart with very special things
With angels’ songs , with wild imaginings
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I’m never lonely
With her around, who could be lonely
I reach for her hand-it’s always there
How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I’ll need her till the stars all burn away
And she’ll be there
How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I’ll need her till the stars all burn away
And she’ll be there
4. (to be played when we get to the cemetary) "If We Hold On Together" from The Land Before Time
This song was mine and her's. We both adored the movie, and often times she'd go around singing that song. I remember getting irritated over her never being able to get the right lyrics :/
Don't lose your way with each passing day
You've come so far, don't throw it away
Live believing, dreams are for weaving
Wonders are waiting to start
Live your story, Faith hope and glory
Hold to the truth in your heart
If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by, for you and I
Souls in the wind must learn how to bend
Seek out a star, hold on till the end
Valley, mountain, there is a fountain
Washes our tears all away
Worlds are swaying, someone is praying
Please let them come home to stay
If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by, for you and I
When we are out there in the dark
We'll dream about the sun
In the dark, we'll feel the light
Warm our hearts … Everyone
If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
As high as souls can fly
The clouds roll by, for you and I
You've come so far, don't throw it away
Live believing, dreams are for weaving
Wonders are waiting to start
Live your story, Faith hope and glory
Hold to the truth in your heart
If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by, for you and I
Souls in the wind must learn how to bend
Seek out a star, hold on till the end
Valley, mountain, there is a fountain
Washes our tears all away
Worlds are swaying, someone is praying
Please let them come home to stay
If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by, for you and I
When we are out there in the dark
We'll dream about the sun
In the dark, we'll feel the light
Warm our hearts … Everyone
If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
As high as souls can fly
The clouds roll by, for you and I
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to end this post before I become a blubbering mess.
