This blog used to be about Mat's cancer. He passed away on Valentine's Day, 2011, and now it's about life without Mat. I didn't pick this life, but it is mine. I'm trying to embrace it with both arms.
Happy: A Quest for Life After Death
Monday, December 31, 2012
Happy New Year
I’ve been trying out a new anthem for the last few weeks. It’s a little more upbeat than “The Fighter,”
but not quite as good for running up a long hill.
It’s “Keep Your Head Up,” by Andy Grammer:
I've got my hands in my pockets,
Kickin these rocks.
Its kinda hard to watch this life go by.
I'm buyin into skeptics,
Skeptics mess with, the confidence in my eyes…
My life and the purpose.
Is it all worth it?
Am I gonna turn out fine? Oh, you'll turn out fine.
Fine, oh, you'll turn out fine. …
I know it's hard, know its hard,
To remember sometimes,
But you gotta keep your head up, oh,
And you can let your hair down, eh.
The funny thing about both of these songs – “The Fighter” and “Keep
Your Head Up” – is that my 11-year-old picked them out. Other than the music I listened to in high school, I really only know the songs that my son buys
on iTunes. There are about 20 of them, and they end up on my phone and then in my ear when I take my phone
jogging with me.
Does my sixth-grader know that these songs sometimes get me
through the day? Is there a wise purpose behind his selections, or is this blind
And if there is a wise purpose, what am I to understand from “Goofy
Goober Rock” from Spongebob Squarepants?
I’ll have to get back to you on that one. Happy new year.