Dance With My Father Again
Posted on 15. Jun, 2008 by Karen in Misc
On this Father’s Day, I started off just fine. But as I was getting ready for church, it hit me — the pain of losing my father. It’s been over 5 years since he died but you would have thought that it was yesterday. I miss him so much. He was father, mentor, role model, confidant, teacher and friend.
I cried.
Then I told myself that going to church today was just what I needed. I’m a member of Renaissance Unity where we have a great choir. Just thinking about their singing got me moving.
As I was driving there I suddenly had the thought “Oh no, I hope the choir doesn’t sing “Dance With My Father Again”. It’s a wonderful song by the late singer Luther Vandross but so sad because it was a tribute by Vandross to his father who died when he was a child.
Well, of course, the choir sang the song. And I cried again.
For all of you who’ve lost a dad you loved dearly, here’s “Dance With My Father Again” sung by American Idol star Tamyra Gray.
Today, we cry together.
Daddy, I love you.
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b
16. Jun, 2008
Just by coincidence on this Father’s Day, I happened to be going through several stacks of paperwork accumulated on my desk – and came across the program my brothers and I wrote for our Dad’s Celebration of Life. Reading it again, my tears flowed freely.
Though I don’t recall ever dancing with my Dad, i certainly understand and feel the sentiment you’ve expressed today.
Thank you.
Karen
16. Jun, 2008
b–For me the “dancing” is more of a metaphor for the wonderful times I spent with my dad. Occasionally I read the program from my dad’s memorial service. I’m always moved to tears, like you were. Thanks for sharing your experience from Father’s Day.
Karen
Cynthia Samuels
08. Apr, 2009
Karen I just found this post. So beautiful. I lost my dad in 1991 and still can cry at the drop of a hat about him. One gift of being Jewish is that there are services during a couple of big holidays where you light a 24 hour “yarzeit” candle and say special prayers. You also do that on the anniversary of their death. Somehow the ritual and the candles seem to be like the vent on a pressure cooker, giving me the gift of time to remember and mourn – and feel, through the flame, a presence – of my father. ALSO you should find Judy Collins’ song about her father. It’s wonderful