This song ran through my mind over and over as I set next to my mother's deathbed. I thought about a lot of things, about our interaction through the years, the fights, the belly laughs, our gladiatorial relationship but mostly in the wake of that song, I thought about my mother as a very young woman, the part of her I had never witnessed or perhaps just plain can't remember. I heard stories that in her youth she loved to party. As she lay there with her life slowly slipping through my fingers, I had this unexplainable desire to take her out and just show her a good time.
This song ran through my mind over and over as I set next to my mother's deathbed. I thought about a lot of things, about our interaction through the years, the fights, the belly laughs, our gladiatorial relationship but mostly in the wake of that song, I thought about my mother as a very young woman, the part of her I had never witnessed or perhaps just plain can't remember. I heard stories that in her youth she loved to party. As she lay there with her life slowly slipping through my fingers, I had this unexplainable desire to take her out and just show her a good time.