Father and Daughter

It has been two years since my father’s passing.  It’s still hard to imagine sometimes how life can continue to move forward when you lose someone so important in your life.  I have learned to adapt to this new world, but it is still very foreign to me at times.  I am learning to live again, to move forward, to smile, and to enjoy life.  I know that he is always with me enjoying these new moments and milestones with me.  My father lives in the beautiful memories I have with him, the funny things he would say or do, his infectious love for life.  I’ve learned so much from him in our short time together, and for that, I am forever grateful.

I found this song, not too long after my father passed away.  It struck a chord with me, and it has become the song I turn to when I can’t make sense of things.  It reminds me that he is always watching over me and continues to love me from heaven, just as he did on earth.

The song is called “Father & Daughter” by Paul Simon.

Father & Daughter
Paul Simon

If you ever leap awake
In the mirror of a bad dream
And for a fraction of a second
You can’t remember where you are
Just open your window
And follow your memory upstream
To the meadow in the mountain
Where we counted every falling star

I believe the light that shines on you
Will shine on you forever
And though I can’t guarantee
There’s nothing scary hiding under your bed
I’m gonna stand guard
Like a postcard of a Golden Retriever
And never leave till I leave you
With a sweet dream in your head

I’m gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you’ll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you

Trust your intuition
It’s just like going fishing
You cast your line
And hope you’ll get a bite
But you don’t need to waste your time
Worrying about the market place
Try to help the human race
Struggling to survive its harshest night

I’m gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you’ll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you

I’m gonna watch you shine
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you’ll always know
As long as one and one is two
There could never be a father
Who loved his daughter more than I love you

  1. Federico Neve

    December 10, 2009 at 4:55 am

    Lu, I too am a Calabrese/New York dad with a wonderful 15 yr old daughter who IS my life! And like most wops, we “always worry” about our little girls even though we try not to show it.. but as Italians we seem to wear our hearts on a sleeve!
    Every day I think about her, wondering what she is doing, how her day is going, who do I have to kill this week because they love her.. (ok, thats a joke but u know us papas! geez just kidding really!) I always feel theres alot to share with her before I shed this mortal coil. I have taken my little princess back to Amantea several times. My father was born there and my Mon is from Cosenza. So its the place where we seem to love to connect with! Alot of family still there and many more to come!
    So Lu, I understand. Your father never wanted to leave you.. and he never will! This song really ripped me up. Very typical Calabrese! But as long as you remember all the things he tells you .. to look out for this, and when they say that they really mean.. and never cross the street without looking both ways… etc etc.. Then he is still with you!
    He must have been a funny guy too! I know this first hand! we, deep down, truly love life! It is a wonderful gift! So stay well, keep writing! Im enjoying your work Ciao Lu
    freddy stuck in Norwich for now!

  2. Susan

    December 5, 2009 at 3:17 pm

    Lulu- this is beautiful- I know how hard it is- my thoughts and prayers are with you…I try to remind myself all the time that my Papa is always with me watching over me and guiding me…gets me through… Im sure yours is too! Love & Hugs….Susan

  3. Ariana from Chicago

    November 30, 2009 at 5:38 pm

    Beautiful lyrics. I’m glad that song brings you comfort. I’m sorry that it’s hard and you miss him so. I dread the day I lose my parents, it seems we never have enough time together. I take comfort in the fact my nonni and some uncles and aunts will be waiting for them. Hugs from another calabrisella

  4. Scintilla

    November 28, 2009 at 11:34 am

    hugs… it’s not easy.
    xxx

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