I am not sure of the reason, but I rarely listen or remember the words to any song. If I could actually play an instrument well, I probably would be some blues guitar/harp player that was relegated to small juke joints or smoke filled bars. I always designed "big" show ideas, yet, to me, sitting watching a songwriter night in a small club with the guy that writes the songs is more interesting for live. it is intimate? There are few artists who I can recite any lyrics to, so it always surprised me that Ozzy Osborne had lyrics I remembered. I have to blame randy Rhoad’s guitar playing for having me listen to Ozzy. I never liked his song suicide solution, but I always remember the lyrics:
“Wine is fine, but whiskeys quicker, suicide is slow with liquor, take a bottle, drown you sorrows, then it floods away tomorrows.”
The photograph for this post is cute. Can you spot the smiling face in a pile of bbq on the grill? The reason for the dinner was a bit of bonding between two families brought together by the passing of one of the family’s son. For reason we will never know, his pain was too great.
I know a lot of good was planted on Sunday. It was easy to see the questions in the minds of those left behind, as there really was no reason “why?” That is the painful part of suicide. Those that are left behind usually will seek answers that one will probably never understand, or if there is an answer, it will make little sense to ones mind.
As I type, I think back to the people I know or whose family I know who have had to deal with the issue. A friends mom, another’s dad, friends that appeared to have everything one could want…. the list goes on. i can't lie, it is sad and depressing to remember.
I think I will just end this note with the reality that it is those that are left behind that will wonder and second-guess. It is a normal human reaction. The grieving process seems to take more time than say someone passing from a terminal illness. You get to say “goodbye” in the later.
It was a beautiful day on Sunday. All I could do was sit and pray all day, as I understood little. so i tried to take one good panoramic image that captured all the people for one moment in time memory. during that process, I know something in the dimension none of us can see was working and helping people and families heal a bit more. New relationships starting, like flowers being planted that will one day bloom.
The BBQ smiled. People ate. A little healing happened to everyone’s soul.