My husband is military and we both LOVE your music and how patriotic you are. We especially love Arlington and Missing You! We listen to that one while he is away together. I am thankful for the love you show to our military and woul love to meet you and thank you in person one day! See you on April!!!
Songs and stories? It is so true, songs are more than just music, they tell such wonderful stories and that can have such special meaning and impact on a life or just bring back such fond memories at an unexpected moment. And unfortunately if you’re a sissy like me, they can make you just crack into a blithering, sobbing idiot—just ask my son! Here’s our story….
I was a single mom from the time my son Luke was one, eventually my mom moved in with us because she had some very severe health issues that only worsened dramatically over her remaining years. Much of my time was spent juggling all parts of life and getting necessities paid for and it was a struggle. But I was creative and our dinky family still had fun but I felt bad that I couldn’t do more. (Funny enough, Luke sent me an e mail at the begging of March telling me all the reasons he loved me…..one of them was “even when we couldn’t afford to have fun you always found ways to—heck mom, we had so much fun, I didn’t know we couldn’t afford to have fun!)
One of Luke and my most favorite things to do was go crawdad fishing. He was probably 4 when we started doing it. Armed with a little branch from a tree, some string and a pack of bacon, Luke would go on and on about his friends, pets, bugs, crawdads…..everything…I swear he talked non stop! After catching the crawdads we would put them a bucket of water and at the end of the day as the sun would begin to sink we would let them go two by two and have the most awesome crawdad races ever. I KNOW that we caught the same crawdads over and over for many years. And I am sure when those little guys looked up from the water they just cringed and said really? Not them again.
Well then my mom was feeling well she would go with us too…who would have thought that a grandma would have just as much fun as her 4 year old grandson?
Luke and I never talked about going crawdad fishing, the trips just happened spur of the moment, and I didn’t ever think about what they meant to him.
Recently I was cleaning up old school papers that were laying around on the counter, there was a paper that Luke had written on Special Moments In My Life I Will Never Forget. He never told me about the paper. It was just there. So I read it. It made me cry. He talked about the best moments he ever had were all the times he went crawdad fishing with his mom and he said it wasn’t so much about the fishing or the crawdad races, even though it was a blast…..it was all about the special time we had together sitting and visiting and all the things we talked about and shared—he said he those times made him feel even more special than he already felt. I put the paper away in my “save this forever file” and I put the words away in my heart.
Well my little boy is now a 6’ 2”, a senior in high school….and my lovely little mom, well she passed away at the age of 86 just this New Years Eve. Time did tick away.
They were simple days, but by no means were they ordinary days. And they hold memories that will be safely tucked away and will be cherished for the rest of my life as I know Luke does and my mom did. And you certainly cannot buy that. In the song it says “I better do this every chance I get”….. “cause time is tickin’”. Those are four very powerful words. Time doesn’t just tick watching your kids grow up, it ticks as you watch your parents grow older, and you should cherish every little thing about it all because when they are grown, or when your parents are gone there are no re-do’s.
So, we will be at the concert on April 25th….and without a doubt I will cry at Just Fishing and Your Gonna Miss This (for many of the same reasons) and my very handsome, thoughtful and loving son will look over at me to see if my eyes have tears welling up in them, and he will smile his “oh no there she goes again” smile at me while he slips his hand into mine. He thinks he is a lucky boy, but I am a very lucky mom.
Trace, will never forget the first time I was able to get away and enjoy a concert of yours. You played at the Metra Park Arena in Billings, Montana in 2009 and I was one of the few lucky ladies to be up front and center. You caught me singing along with you and you gave me this sideways smirk that made me turn bright red and I blussed and smiled back. It was about two months later and you released, “THIS AINT NO LOVE SONG” and it reminded me of that night in Billings. That has become my favorite song ever. I think I am wearing out my CD.In 2010, I won two tickets to see you on June 29th in Jackpot, Nevada, so I loaded up a friend and drove 9 hours one-way to see you. I also got my first meet/greet. MADE MY LIFE!!!!! My job with Immigration has me living in a hotel in Reno and I have cashed in my sky miles to come see you in Denver this week on the 25th. Also got picked for another meet/greet. Can’t wait.
February 12th, 2012 at 10:24 pm
My husband is military and we both LOVE your music and how patriotic you are. We especially love Arlington and Missing You! We listen to that one while he is away together. I am thankful for the love you show to our military and woul love to meet you and thank you in person one day! See you on April!!!
March 15th, 2012 at 5:53 pm
Songs and stories? It is so true, songs are more than just music, they tell such wonderful stories and that can have such special meaning and impact on a life or just bring back such fond memories at an unexpected moment. And unfortunately if you’re a sissy like me, they can make you just crack into a blithering, sobbing idiot—just ask my son! Here’s our story….
I was a single mom from the time my son Luke was one, eventually my mom moved in with us because she had some very severe health issues that only worsened dramatically over her remaining years. Much of my time was spent juggling all parts of life and getting necessities paid for and it was a struggle. But I was creative and our dinky family still had fun but I felt bad that I couldn’t do more. (Funny enough, Luke sent me an e mail at the begging of March telling me all the reasons he loved me…..one of them was “even when we couldn’t afford to have fun you always found ways to—heck mom, we had so much fun, I didn’t know we couldn’t afford to have fun!)
One of Luke and my most favorite things to do was go crawdad fishing. He was probably 4 when we started doing it. Armed with a little branch from a tree, some string and a pack of bacon, Luke would go on and on about his friends, pets, bugs, crawdads…..everything…I swear he talked non stop! After catching the crawdads we would put them a bucket of water and at the end of the day as the sun would begin to sink we would let them go two by two and have the most awesome crawdad races ever. I KNOW that we caught the same crawdads over and over for many years. And I am sure when those little guys looked up from the water they just cringed and said really? Not them again.
Well then my mom was feeling well she would go with us too…who would have thought that a grandma would have just as much fun as her 4 year old grandson?
Luke and I never talked about going crawdad fishing, the trips just happened spur of the moment, and I didn’t ever think about what they meant to him.
Recently I was cleaning up old school papers that were laying around on the counter, there was a paper that Luke had written on Special Moments In My Life I Will Never Forget. He never told me about the paper. It was just there. So I read it. It made me cry. He talked about the best moments he ever had were all the times he went crawdad fishing with his mom and he said it wasn’t so much about the fishing or the crawdad races, even though it was a blast…..it was all about the special time we had together sitting and visiting and all the things we talked about and shared—he said he those times made him feel even more special than he already felt. I put the paper away in my “save this forever file” and I put the words away in my heart.
Well my little boy is now a 6’ 2”, a senior in high school….and my lovely little mom, well she passed away at the age of 86 just this New Years Eve. Time did tick away.
They were simple days, but by no means were they ordinary days. And they hold memories that will be safely tucked away and will be cherished for the rest of my life as I know Luke does and my mom did. And you certainly cannot buy that. In the song it says “I better do this every chance I get”….. “cause time is tickin’”. Those are four very powerful words. Time doesn’t just tick watching your kids grow up, it ticks as you watch your parents grow older, and you should cherish every little thing about it all because when they are grown, or when your parents are gone there are no re-do’s.
So, we will be at the concert on April 25th….and without a doubt I will cry at Just Fishing and Your Gonna Miss This (for many of the same reasons) and my very handsome, thoughtful and loving son will look over at me to see if my eyes have tears welling up in them, and he will smile his “oh no there she goes again” smile at me while he slips his hand into mine. He thinks he is a lucky boy, but I am a very lucky mom.
April 22nd, 2012 at 8:05 pm
Trace, will never forget the first time I was able to get away and enjoy a concert of yours. You played at the Metra Park Arena in Billings, Montana in 2009 and I was one of the few lucky ladies to be up front and center. You caught me singing along with you and you gave me this sideways smirk that made me turn bright red and I blussed and smiled back. It was about two months later and you released, “THIS AINT NO LOVE SONG” and it reminded me of that night in Billings. That has become my favorite song ever. I think I am wearing out my CD.In 2010, I won two tickets to see you on June 29th in Jackpot, Nevada, so I loaded up a friend and drove 9 hours one-way to see you. I also got my first meet/greet. MADE MY LIFE!!!!! My job with Immigration has me living in a hotel in Reno and I have cashed in my sky miles to come see you in Denver this week on the 25th. Also got picked for another meet/greet. Can’t wait.