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Sometimes you can't make it on your own

U2
Sometimes you can't make it on your own

Tough, you think you`ve got the stuff
You`re telling me and anyone
You`re hard enough

You don`t have to put up a fight
You don`t have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don`t have to go it alone

And it`s you when I look in the mirror
And it`s you when I don`t pick up the phone
Sometimes you can`t make it on your own

We fight all the time
You and I... that`s alright
We`re the same soul
I don`t need... I don`t need to hear you say
That if we weren`t so alike
You`d like me a whole lot more

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don`t have to go it alone

And it`s you when I look in the mirror
And it`s you when I don`t pick up the phone
Sometimes you can`t make it on your own

I know that we don`t talk
I`m sick of it all
Can you hear me when I Sing,
you`re the reason I sing
You`re the reason why the opera is in me

Where are we now?
I`ve got to let you know
A house still doesn`t make a home
Don`t leave me here alone

And it`s you when I look in the mirror
And it`s you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can`t make it on your own
Sometimes you can`t make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you can`t make it on your own

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Bono 'I sang 'Sometimes You Can't Make it On Your Own' at my father's funeral. He was a very tough, old boot of a guy, Irish, Dub, north side of Dublin, very cynical about the world and the people in it, you know, but very charming, and funny with it. 'His whole thing was, 'Don't dream - to dream is to be disappointed'. That was really what I think was his advice to me. He didn't speak it in those words, but that's what he meant, and of course that's really a recipe for megalomania isn't it? I mean I was only ever interested in big ideas, and not so much dreaming but putting dreams into action, doing the things that you have in your head has become an important thing for me. 'The song 'Sometimes You Cant Make it On Your Own', was dedicated to him, and, it's a portrait of him - he was a great singer, a tenor, a working class Dublin guy who listened to the opera and conducted the stereo with my mother's knitting needles. He just loved opera, so in the song, I hit one of those big tenor notes that he would have loved so much. I think he would have loved it, I hope so.'

My Mum

I hope that you are in heaven still reading my blog.   I know that you were my biggest fan and I miss you something awful.  I did not know when we took this photo last October for my b-day that you would be gone so soon.

No matter what kind of relationship you have with your parents, you will miss them when they are gone.   

I love you Mom, and I miss you a lot.   Thank you for giving me life and for all that I have learned from you.   You were an amazingly strong woman and you loved your children as best as you could.   I think about you all the time and I wish that you were still here.   I miss your laugh, I miss your flighty ways, I just miss you.   I know that you are listening to me and watching over me.   I will be okay, but I will never be the same.

Love you,

MLD

xoxo

In Memory of Pamela Lee:   1/8/46 - 3/26/2006

Happy Mother's Day

He Loves Me...

HE LOVES me

Auntie MLD reads to the precious one, Mr. Zachary....

HE LOVES me NOT

Happy St. Patrick's Day - Boston

My niece Samantha Lee Brown:

Happy V.D. from MLD

 

TRUE LOVE

Zachary is my Valentine 

Samantha says What Up?

Happy Monday

Don't ya just wanna pinch her cheeks!

Samantha Lee Brown

Vianna

This week I attended a very sad wake for a sweet young angel girl named Vianna who died of a brain tumor at the age of 13.   I have never been to a wake for a child and it was God awful.   Vianna was very special to my family, in particular my mother.   Vianna befriended my mother a few years ago and taught her a lot.   She was a very special angel who had a heart as big as the earth and a unique sense of humor to make you smile.   I feel the need to acknowledge Vianna and just how much it meant to me that you were in my mom's life.   I know you are in heaven now and you will always be remembered in my family as a kind soul who showed my mother how to love a child.     Much love, Michelle...xoxo

Not Good Enough

I have come to the conclusion in my 28 years on the planet (+/- a few, and I lie...) that I cannot please the unpleasable, or love those who cannot receive (or give) love.    I have an internal battle going on regarding mommy dearest.   She has an illness that is not curable and her overall disposition is unpleasant and negative and things seem to be getting worse rather than better.   I feel that I do what I am capable of and she apparently feels that anything I do is not good enough.

So here I am carrying 10 tons of guilt, just what she wanted to accomplish.   Make me feel as guilty as possible for not catering to her when I am conditioned not to get attached, thanks to her.   I am very conflicted within myself and I have been praying madly that God will Help ME deal with her.  Actually, I pray that God will deal with her because I cannot right now.

I mailed a letter to Joyce Meyer today (www.joycemeyer.org) requesting prayers to help our family during this time.   It is bad enough that I am faced with the reality that I am going to lose my mother, but because she is so difficult, I am more conflicted because I do not feel compelled to subject myself to her negativity.   It is like poison and I am greatly affected whenever I do reach out to her.   It has always been about her, and as far as I can see it will ALWAYS be "about her" as long as she is here on this planet.  I hope that this will be a long time but not without a complete personality change with the help God and His Grace.

peace out

RELATIONSHIPS WITHIN THE FAMILY

The effects of traumatic early experiences This lengthy table summarizes some of the clinical hunches about the long-range consequences of various questionable or potentially destructive behaviors toward a child. These are speculations about causes, not proven causes. The speculations usually come from a therapist interviewing several clients with a certain kind of problem, say abusing their children.

Best XMAS ever, 2005!

It is true that children make the holidays so much more fun!   I bought my cute lil' nephew a play tent for "us".    Whenever Auntie MLD comes over, we spend hours playing with his toys because I am his favorite play buddy (I am #1, LOL).  I had previously showed him how to use a blanket as a tent for our secret covert operations but when I saw this, I had to get it for him!   As soon as I set it up he went right into it and found the secret tunnel.   Of course Auntie had to follow him and luckily I can still slink my way through the tunnel to go after him!    I am not sure who had more fun this Christmas??   Zak or Auntie MLD?? 

It was a great day with the family, we ate lots and laughed a lot.   The best gift for all of us this year was the birth of my niece Samantha Lee.   She is cute as ever! 

I wish you all a Happy and Prosperous 2006!

xoxo

Auntie MLD