Blue Bayou

My dear grandma (mom's mom) has been in the hospital and now is in a rehab facility. She would prefer that I not detail her ailments here, but suffice it to say that I have been thinking about her constantly for the past few weeks. I've been praying that she would truly know the deep love and comfort of God in this time. (Let's just say that she's where I get a good deal of my independence, so sometimes it's hard for her to receive.)

It's probably a combination of my thoughts about her and the ways that I'm interacting with Lorien right now, but strangely, I have found myself singing all of the songs that Grandma used to sing to my brothers and me when we were little:

My Favorite Things (from The Sound of Music)

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens

Brown paper packages tied up with strings

These are a few of my favorite things

Michael Row the Boat Ashore

Michael, row the boat ashore. Hallelujah.

Michael, row the boat ashore. Hallelujah.

I Love You

I love you a bushel and a peck
A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck
A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap
A barrel and a heap and a' talking in my sleep
About you

Blue Bayou (Linda Ronstadt)

I'm going back someday, come what may, to Blue Bayou

Where the folks are fine and the world is mine on Blue Bayou

Where those fishing boats with their sails afloat... If I could only see

That familiar sunrise through sleepy eyes, how happy I'd be

Delta Dawn (Helen Reddy)

Delta Dawn, what's that flower you've got on?

Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?

And did I hear you say he was meeting you here today

To take you to his mansion in the sky?

OK, so those last 2 aren't exactly traditional children's songs. Kind of funny, I guess, but those are the songs of my childhood, and reminders of the love and attention I got all the time from my grandma.