Goodbye, My First Rock God....

Anyone that knows me, knows that I LOVE music. It is in my blood (I get it from my mother---and share it with my brother). And I can remember, fully remember, the first album I ever bought...Dangerous by Michael Jackson. The second, Thriller, was bought for me by my father...Michael Jackson was my first music love. And tonight, I say goodbye...with lyrics from one of my favorite songs, from the movie Free Willy.

Hold Me
Like The River Jordan
And I Will Then Say To Thee
You Are My Friend

Carry Me
Like You Are My Brother
Love Me Like A Mother
Would You Be There?

Weary
Tell Me Will You Hold Me
When Wrong, Will You Skold Me
When Lost Will You Find Me?

But They Told Me
A Man Should Be Faithful
And Walk When Not Able
And Fight Till The End
But I'm Only Human

Everyone's Taking Control Of Me
Seems That The World's
Got A Role For Me
I'm So Confused
Will You Show To Me
You'll Be There For Me
And Care Enough To Bear Me
-Michael Jackson

Happy Father's Day

To my amazing father, and grandfather---I am so blessed to have men as kind, and selfless as you both! I love you Dad and Pa!


Only a dad with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame
To show how well he has played the game;
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come and to hear his voice.

Only a dad with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.

Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd,
Toiling, striving from day to day,
Facing whatever may come his way,
Silent whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.

Only a dad but he gives his all,
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing with courage stern and grim
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen:
Only a dad, but the best of men.
-Edgar Guest

A Restored Faith in Humanity...

Today I arrived home to find a small package for me.

I love packages, but they NEVER, EVER come for me. It was from my friend. I was curious, as he already kindly sent me a free copy of his new CD (which is amazing, I might add---and you might also recall this friend as the subject of previous posts about his concert gigs). So I cautiously opened the package. And what did I find?

An IPod.

What makes this story even more beautiful and heart-warming? My friend LOVES music more than anything (and this was his IPod---given as a gift last year--a little beaten up with love). My friend is totally, totally broke (and was one of those musicians that played in the Manhattan subway stations for money) and sometimes lives out of his van...

He is a selfless, beautiful human being...and tonight I go to bed with a restored faith in humanity, a smile on my face, and a little more love for him in my heart. Next to Mike, father, grandfather and brother, he is one of the greatest guys I have ever known.

The Blues, Or the Mean Reds?

"Listen...you know those days when you get the mean reds?" --Holly.
"The mean reds? You mean like the blues?" --Fred (Paul).
"No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?" --Holly.
"Sure." --Fred (Paul).
"When I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump into a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away." --Holly.

Well, I thought that taking a break from blogging would be good, considering everything I was dealing with, but I have opted to try and continue...so here is the update:

Recently, I have had the blues or mean reds...aka depression. And then something really awful happened, I got robbed. They stole my purse and ALL CONTENTS and then went for the car---and all contents :(

So some fairly important things like my blackberry, ipod, digital camera, all IDs, medications, makeup, clothes, all my keys (house, car, mailbox) etc were gone in a flash...I was/am devastated...

I hope to post soon with more upbeat posts (like about the Hindu wedding this coming weekend---and my trip to Hawaii the first week of July, but it will take a lot of effort---considering I barely want to get out of bed...).

I feel like Holly in the final scene of Breakfast at Tiffany's...when she stands in the rain desperate and hopeless.

Moon River and Me Hiatus

Dearest Friends,

Due to some unforeseen circumstances, I will be taking a hiatus from blogging, but hope to return someday in the near future. Perhaps with a great photo shoot from my "healthy changing" goal...regardless, I leave you with my favorite lyrics :) and my dearest appreciation for your friendship over the past months...

Moon River, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

-Johnny Mercer and Henry Mancini

Love,

Lula Mae