The Living Years - Hug the people you care about one more often than you commonly do

Today I like to share with you one of my favorite songs. 
The song was written by Rutherford and Robertson after both of their fathers had recently died, but the lyrics were written by Robertson, and centered on the unresolved issues between him and his father. It's all about the lack of communication between him and his father before his father died.

I mentioned and repeat my advice and recommendation talking to your beloved ones to your family and friends - telling them always one more often that you love them, how important they are for you.

Something I realized and realize more and more - more and more intensive - that you might and can kiss your beloved ones, your family and friends goodbye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, ... with every fiber of my being - because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you. No matter how many miles or 'dimensions' separate us, we will always remember shared stories, traditions and customs, our or their childhoods and what it was like living and growing up with our family.

Families are like butterscotch, caramel candy, baklava - sweet with a few nuts.

Spread love. Hug the people you care about one more often than you commonly do and make sure they know that you care and appreciate them. Make it known to your friends and family that you love them.


The Living Years - Mike & the Mechanics
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door

I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got

You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts

So Don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say

I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye



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