Music of the Day


After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. – Aldous Huxley


What song was #1 on the day you were born?

Find out.

I entered my daughters birthday.  It came out as GREATEST LOVE OF ALL by Whitnesy  Houston.

Not surprising. For twenty something years I thought of this as her song. It was playing on the hospital bed radio at the very moment I let her go. I can still see myself back there. Still see her in my arms. Her little black head of hair, her pink scrunchy face. Me and my bad 80s hair, three days post partum, crying.  My tears ran down my face and landed on hers. Just like diamonds. I can see them sparkle.

I talked to her then. Told her stories. Had an entire conversation with her admist a veil of tears.

Still today, the words mean alot to me in relation to her.

Greatest Love of All

I believe the children are our are future

Teach them well and let them lead the way

Show them all the beauty they possess inside

Give them a sense of pride to make it easier

Let the children’s laughter remind us how we used to be

Everybody searching for a hero

People need someone to look up to

I never found anyone who fulfill my needs

A lonely place to be

So I learned to depend on me

Chorus:

I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone’s shadows

If I fail, if I succeed

At least I’ll live as I believe

No matter what they take from me

They can’t take away my dignity

Because the greatest love of all

Is happening to me

I found the greatest love of all

Inside of me

The greatest love of all

Is easy to achieve

Learning to love yourself

It is the greatest love of all

I believe the children are our future

Teach them well and let them lead the way

Show them all the beauty they possess inside

Give them a sense of pride to make it easier

Let the children’s laughter remind us how we used to be

Chorus

And if by chance, that special place

That you’ve been dreaming of

Leads you to a lonely place

Find your strength in love

1 Thought.

  1. i have a song for my child too.
    i know what that’s like.
    it’s bitter sweet and painful.

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