this is my father's CD collection. he loved music and the first gift he gave me when I was born was a vinyl from yes, big generator.
he used to print the lyrics along with the translation of the songs he listened to.
one morning he asked my cousin to print out the lyrics to a song for him: long as I can see the light, by Creedence.
in the afternoon he died in an accident.
after we learned about my cousin's story, my sister and I started listening to this song on all of his birthdays and on Father's Day, putting a candle in the window.
yesterday we celebrated Father's Day here and I couldn't put out the candle or listen to the music. I was waiting for a good time for this, just like I have been doing with so many things that are important to me.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fu_fjQXAra4
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLvsYXqtYjMYcVo1FOgJCFz_PSj6OzoJCl
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This is beautiful Polly. Thank you so much for sharing 💜 sending you strong hugs 🫂
thank you so much. I'm so grateful for our encounter here ♥️
Such a lovely bittersweet story. Sending positive thoughts your way, and I think I'll give this a listen later 🫂💜
thank you so much! I was feeling a little awkward with this, seemed pointless, but I allowed myself to write and share something with empty spaces and no conclusions. your comment means a lot. ♥️
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