TAM-MY-MUSIC, MY-LIFE

"A melody is like seeing someone for the first time, the physical attraction, sex...but then, as you get to know the person, that's the lyrics, they're story, who they are underneath. It's the combination of the two that makes it magic" - Sophie

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

SHE MISSES HIM

I am pretty certain that not many would have come across this song because it is a low profile country song. But it is a brilliant, brilliant song that I love so so much.

It reminds me a lot about my grandfather, whom I dearly love. The lyrics describe my grandmother and my grandfather, especially during the period when my grandfather was very ill. My grandpa suffered from stroke a couple of times and had Alzheimer due to old age and the last few years of his life, he was somewhat blurred with stuff that is going on. I don't really know what is on his mind then, but I just wish I knew. The last few months before his passing away, he was stricken with blood cancer and all I knew is that he still had to suffer during those last few months of his life.

And this song I think just describes how all of us feel about this man, whom I call my grandfather, my father's dad...

Tim Rushlow - She Misses Him















She shaves his face
She combs his hair
She helps him find his rocking chair
She cooks his meals
She wipes his mouth
And the window that he's looking out
She reads him books
She speaks his name
Oh every day is much the same
She sighs that sigh from deep within
The one that says
She misses him

She misses his gentle touch
And the way he used to make her laugh
She misses the man he was
In all of those old photographs
So strong, so kind, so sweet, so smart
The man who stole her very heart
She misses him


My grandpa was a really kind and responsible man. I've heard my parents talked about how great and nice my grandpa was, how he sacrifice and worked hard to raise his children and provide for his family. I think in many ways my dad had inherited this quality from my grandpa. Grandma told us that they were poor but very very happy at that time. I think as much as I want to say I know how that feels, I don't think I know. I mean, I'm happy now but I never really been in extreme poverty where I had to starve or anything and I think in many ways, I've never had to feel how it's like to have nothing and everything. But then again, I'm not super rich so I do know how to feel contented. 

Anyway the first verse of the song has given a similar picture of how my grandma spent her time with my grandpa for the past few years before his death. My grandma cooks for him, well basically attending to his every needs.
The chorus basically reminds me of who my grandpa is and will always be to me and I believe, to all of us who had loved him so dearly.

His children come on Saturday
Their at his feet
His grandkids play
It's sad they don't know him at all
He's just the one they call grandpa
They take out his trash
They mow his lawn
Things he can't do since he's been gone
She's grateful that they're pitching in
And like everyone
She misses him


My siblings and I are probably the closest to our grandpa since when we were young, we see grandpa everyday (he used to help out with our family laundry business). He drove us to school and all. I can say, that was perhaps the best days of our lives...we were young, we were happy...all I had to think about is school and how to not do homework...grandpa was there with us. He loves us and buys us stuffs and toys and takes us places. Those were really the good old days. It seems really surreal to me now that those are just childhood memories that I'll never relive. As much as I love being a young adult, I guess I kinda hate the responsibilities that come with being an adult (who doesn't?) and I so wish that I could just go back to those days where I can hang out with grandpa.

One of two of my cousins however didn't really got the chance to know my grandpa like we do. Mainly because they were still very young. I guess  some of them will just remember grandpa as he is in the hospital...For us older ones, we'll remember him as a great grandpa...a man who I love so dearly. For my father and aunts, they'll see grandpa as a great father and for my grandmother, a man she had loved all her life. But whatever it is, my grandpa is a great man. Is...because he still is, wherever he is now.

She misses his gentle touch
And the way he used to make her laugh
She misses the man he was
In all of those old photographs
So strong, so kind, so sweet, so smart
The man who stole her very heart
She misses him

And yes they're still together
After all these years
But sometimes you can almost feel
The sadness in her tears

She misses his gentle touch
And the way he used to make her laugh
She misses the man he was
In all of those old photographs
So strong, so kind, so sweet, so smart
The man who stole her very heart
She misses him


It still seems like it's just yesterday my grandpa left us because he is still so firmly in my memory. I still constantly think about him. I even had a couple of dreams about him.

I suddenly thought about him and also this song because come March will be the "Qing Bing" festival (a Chinese festival where we sort of like pray for the dead or something) and my mum was telling me about visiting grandpa and all.

If you miss your grandpa just like I do, you'll definitely love this song even more because you'll be able to feel the song personally. But if you still have your grandpa or in fact, anyone you love dearly, treasure them....

So here's me presenting to you Tim Rushlow and his touching song.
(There isn't even a video of it on Youtube, except this cover. But well, this is not a bad version - though he did miss some notes. For the original video, which I think you should watch because it is super touching, visit http://www.spike.com/video/she-misses-him-tim/2790288)





Grandpa sings too you know


Here's my grandpa saying hi

With LotSa Lurve,
TammyC
We miss him



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