Today would have been his 69th birthday.
Does losing someone we love, before we want to, make us cherish them all the more? Do we take the lessons they taught us more to heart? Do we see more clearly that they loved and shaped us? Because they are not here to take for granted, are we more grateful for the times we didn’t tune them out as they were telling us that one story one more time? Some of us do, I think. Some of us, though, shrivel up and die a little ourselves, full of bitter anger that those we love were taken from us too soon. Not me. In the words of Maude, I would rather “go out and love some more.”
I thank you for the music
and your stories of the road;
I thank you for my freedom
when it came my time to go;
I thank you for the kindness
and the times when you got tough;
but papa I don’t think I’ve said
“I love you” near enough.
The leader of the band is tired
and his eyes are growing old
but his blood runs through my instrument
and his song is in my soul
The Leader of the Band – Dan Fogelberg