I heard "Good thing, where have you gone?" and an image of my sister Dale flashed in my head.
I started crying.
I kept on walking at my vigourous, happy pace. I kept on crying.
It's been 36 years (March 7) since she died. My good thing, you've been gone too long.
Dale would have adored San Geraldo and these other two good things in my life.
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Good thing...you got us moving earlier than usual!! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet photo of you and Dale, Mitchell.
You have a lot of 'good things' in your life, my friend.
Jim:
DeleteThat photo was taken when I was 4 and Dale wasn't yet 7. We were sitting on our aunt's back on our front lawn. Definitely have a lot of good things in my life!
Dale is ever present and will never leave you Mitch!
ReplyDelete"Good Thing" ~ I am bopping along now!
Thanks!
Ron:
DeleteShe is definitely ever present!
Great song, great memories. It feels good to cry when you miss someone so deeply. Love the 2 images of the siblings.
ReplyDeleteWilma:
DeleteThat cry did feel really good and I had a major one as I wrote this post. First good cry in a very long time.
Mitchell, I am so sorry about Dale. Being a new reader of your blog I didn't realize you had lost your sister. I can not even imagine what that is like.
ReplyDeleteThink I will go phone my sister.....
Cat Lover:
DeleteIf you've got the time, here's an introduction and a bit of her story: http://mitchellismoving.blogspot.com.es/2011/09/remembering-big-sister.html
Hope you had a good talk with your sister. I didn't phone or write mine nearly enough.
:( and :) at the same time. now it's just you and chuck.
ReplyDeleteanne marie:
DeleteThe Kid Brother doesn't do well talking about her. His most used line when you mention someone who's no longer living is, "And now... They're gone." as he swipes his right hand to the side.
Thats what life does to you sometimes.....it creeps up behind you and twacks you on the arse!
ReplyDeleteJohn:
DeleteWouldn't you just love to twack it back at least once?!?
It's. Odd how a,smell or song or memory will set another memory off. That happens periodically to me when I think of my grandmother. Meanwhile I've never been able to stomach Fine Young Cannibals. Have no idea why.
ReplyDeletemistress maddie:
DeleteSorry about Fine Young Cannibals! I love them. Music is powerful.
Mitchell siblings are really important butr what a pity you lost your sis
ReplyDeleteGosia:
DeleteAnd very lucky to have had her.
I don't think we ever get over the loss of loved ones. We move on, but never let go.
ReplyDeleteStephen:
DeleteYou're so right. It gets easier over time, but there are still those moments.
Grief is like that, isn't it. It just gets you, and you have to let it come.
ReplyDeleteI love your sweet pictures today :)
Judy:
DeleteI have some favorite photos of Dale and me. This is one. As for the cats, every photo is a favorite.
I'm sorry you're missing your sister. I love the photo.
ReplyDeleteJennifer:
DeleteI'm lucky to have had her to miss!
I imagine the tears weren't a good thing, but the lovely memories they sparked certainly were.
ReplyDeleteBob:
DeleteI think the tears were a good thing. The tears that came while I write this post were even stronger with a couple of sobs thrown in for good measure. I haven't had a good cry for a long time.
Oh, Mitchell. I'm so sorry. I'm starting to cry. She was far too young, gone far too long.
ReplyDeleteLove to you.
Robyn:
DeleteDon't cry for us Robyntina! (groan) Sweet, laughter-filled memories.
Research is showing that music is a very strong memory trigger, we remember because we care.
ReplyDeleteTravel:
DeleteEvery song connects me to something. And Dale was the one who introduced me to music. So, when I hear songs of the 50s and 60s, I am right back in her room with her listening to her records and being taught to dance.
I was not aware you had a sister.
ReplyDeleteWhat you describe is the painful price we pay for loving someone; we miss them when they are gone. The Michael Fureys comeback to us upon the chance hearing of a tune.
Spo:
DeleteIf you've got the time, read this post: http://mitchellismoving.blogspot.com.es/2011/09/remembering-big-sister.html
It will tell you about Dale and I hope make you laugh, too.
❤
ReplyDeleteI remember a long walk on a beach in Miami one March after work way back when with you, then sitting in the sugary sand, squinting at the sunlight dancing with the ocean waves, and you reminiscing about Dale and considering a shoulder tattoo in her honor.
ReplyDeleteYou honor her every day, MK, by being you.
Tons of love and huge hugs, Peege
Aw, Peege, I can remember us sitting on the beach that evening. Sure do miss you and our conversations... but NOT the work!!! Gigantic hugs.
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