"Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright.
Singing' "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright!"
Sing it Bob!! One of the five guys that I consider worthy of being called the man, along with Elvis, Johnny Cash, Neil Young and Leonard Cohen. I could think of a few more but we'll keep it at five for now. If your response to a question about playing a concert two days after being shot is "The people who are trying to make this world worse aren't taking a day off. How can I?" Than you're the man in my book.
But this isn't about Bob and his music, although that would be a worthy topic indeed. No, this is for my three little birds, my kids. We have entered the season of birthdays for my brood and in a six week period they all celebrate, so naturally reflections on the part of the old man are in order. Those song lyrics really are a certain amount of advice for thing one, two and three, Adele, Liam and Cora. It will be alright, whatever it is that is supposed to happen to you in this life is meant to be and it's all going to be alright.
I imagine most parents would agree with me when I say that all I really wish for my kids is to be happy and healthy in their travels through life. As parents, my ex and I have done our best... taught them what we could, pointed out folly whenever we could and have instilled a sense of right and wrong that we're quite proud of. It's now their time to spread their wings as they go out into the world doing their thing. As hard and scary it might be to let go it is equally exciting and mesmerizing to watch.
I'm reminded of a time when my friend Peter had come to my place many moons ago. You see, Peter is an instigator in the best possible sense. He'd question everything...nothing was off limits and it almost always got the actors in his play thinking. On this occasion he was chit chatting with my mom while waiting for me to get myself together. I walked into the kitchen just as Peter began a little something that went like this. "You know Mrs Orovec, it is clear to anyone that spends five minutes with you how much your kids are your everything" Of course, she nodded in agreement, there is nothing I wouldn't do for them came the reply. "So how did you do it? How hard was it to stand by as Daniel went through his wild days of partying?" Uhm....thanks Pete. Her reply not only laid the foundations for my approach to my kids but surprised me that she knew as much as she knew... told you I wasn't a good liar. She answered something like this. "It was hard but that's life...we did our best, taught them to be good people and then hoped for them to remember where they came from and who they were. Hoped that they would be safe and come out the other side as even better people...and they did." Awe mom....and we have you and dad to thank for it.
I look at my three little birds, although Liam really isn't so little... the big tree, and they have given me nothing but joy since day one. Blessed is how I feel thinking of them. Unique, intelligent, funny, individuality...are all words that come to mind when thinking of these monkeys. It has been a privilege to watch them grow up and I can hardly contain myself at the thought of all they will do in the years to come, knowing that they will handle whatever comes their way.
From Bob Marley to John Lennon...
I imagine most parents would agree with me when I say that all I really wish for my kids is to be happy and healthy in their travels through life. As parents, my ex and I have done our best... taught them what we could, pointed out folly whenever we could and have instilled a sense of right and wrong that we're quite proud of. It's now their time to spread their wings as they go out into the world doing their thing. As hard and scary it might be to let go it is equally exciting and mesmerizing to watch.
I'm reminded of a time when my friend Peter had come to my place many moons ago. You see, Peter is an instigator in the best possible sense. He'd question everything...nothing was off limits and it almost always got the actors in his play thinking. On this occasion he was chit chatting with my mom while waiting for me to get myself together. I walked into the kitchen just as Peter began a little something that went like this. "You know Mrs Orovec, it is clear to anyone that spends five minutes with you how much your kids are your everything" Of course, she nodded in agreement, there is nothing I wouldn't do for them came the reply. "So how did you do it? How hard was it to stand by as Daniel went through his wild days of partying?" Uhm....thanks Pete. Her reply not only laid the foundations for my approach to my kids but surprised me that she knew as much as she knew... told you I wasn't a good liar. She answered something like this. "It was hard but that's life...we did our best, taught them to be good people and then hoped for them to remember where they came from and who they were. Hoped that they would be safe and come out the other side as even better people...and they did." Awe mom....and we have you and dad to thank for it.
I look at my three little birds, although Liam really isn't so little... the big tree, and they have given me nothing but joy since day one. Blessed is how I feel thinking of them. Unique, intelligent, funny, individuality...are all words that come to mind when thinking of these monkeys. It has been a privilege to watch them grow up and I can hardly contain myself at the thought of all they will do in the years to come, knowing that they will handle whatever comes their way.
From Bob Marley to John Lennon...
"Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end"
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