Friday, 5 February 2016

When I See You Again...

One of my favourite songs.. 

Can you believe I have never seen a "Fast and Furious"?  And there is 7 of them??  WTF?? Yes, you probably can..  I am too busy watching chick flicks to watch movies about cars (this was what it was about, right?)..

I had no idea who Paul Walker was..  Ever since this song, I do now.

I have not known the real pain of losing someone too many times..  My pop (Mum's father) passed away in 2002..  June 4 2002 to be precise.  That was pain.  Gut wrenching, stab me in the heart pain.  My pop was my world.  He taught me..  Everything... 

Okay, for those who read this who know my family, I lost my nan (Dad's mother) in a year soon after..  I remember this only because it was AFL Grand Final Day..  But I can't tell you the year.  I am sure my Nan loved me in her own special way, just not the way my Pop loved me.. My family, it is complicated...  And best left for another day..

Anyway, back to the song..  Today I found out my great aunt on my mum's side (Pop's sister), has passed away. And I'm so sad.


Sad I haven't seen her for a long time.  Sad I'll never get to say goodbye.  Sad I didn't get to tell her awesome she was one more time.
 
As the words to the song go: "I'll tell you all about it when I see you again". 
 
You taught me that champagne fixes EVERYTHING!!!  I even dedicated a blog to you years ago..  You taught me because I don't have chilren I am no lesser a woman.  Sadly, probably the last time I spoke to you..  Shame on me..  Getting Old Is A Bitch

You told me on my wedding day back in 2004 that I was perfect.  That my hour glass figure was coveted in the 1950's through 1970's - and you should know right?  You were a mannequin dresser for Grace Bros for many years and dressed many "stars" along with that.  You told me no matter how much society dictated I should have a child, it was my decision and the whole world could get stuffed if they thought otherwise.  You taught me that parking your car on the street because your garage was filled, wall to wall, with French Champagne just made sense!

Christ this getting old business is wrong.  Perhaps I need to learn to seize the moment?  Maybe when I wake up tomorrow I will...  Perhaps.... 

RIP Auntie Barbie.  You were awesome.  I am going to miss you so very much.  I am sorry I wasn't a better great niece in your later years.

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