Sunday, September 16, 2012

Deep in Their Hearts in Texas

It is not a lack of Love,
But a lack of Friendship that makes unhappy Marriages.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

Friday night, roughly an hour or so after the Missus and I returned home from dinner out at a little joint right here 'NTSG (one at which we ran into an old friend of mine from high school - who I have no recollection of having seen since graduation 27+ years ago - and her husband), the Missus received a quite important phone call from the girl child from deep in the heart of Texas.  Suzanne called to share with us the very exciting, simply terrific news that she and Ryan had just gotten engaged.  Happiness is having enough room left on one's C.V. to add a new title:  Father-in-Law. 

I know not whether Margaret spilled the beans to her during that conversation that we  - the 'Rents - had known since the kids were in New Jersey in July that this day was approaching with some alacrity.  Ryan is old school.  During their time 'home' in July he approached Margaret and me and after telling us that he wanted to ask Suz to marry him, he asked for our permission to do so.  I was more than slightly impressed.  It never occurred to me that here in the second decade of the 21st Century a young man would do such a thing.  Old school all the way.  

I know not whether he knew (I did not until Margaret reminded me) that the day he chose to ask Suzanne to marry him - the 14th of September - was the birthday of her late, great namesake and grandmother Suzy B.  Methinks that from her vantage point way up on high, an ear-to-ear grin decorated Nona's face as the question was asked and the hoped-for answer was provided. 

I drove to the office in the wee small hours of yesterday morning with a million images of Suzanne as a little girl speed-dialing through the movie screen of my mind's eye.  Smiling all the while.  As a parent, you hope for nothing more than that your child finds peace.  Not simply happiness.  Not simply success.  Peace.  Suz's phone call to Margaret Friday night confirmed that she has.  And for that, the Missus and I could not be happier.  Neither could Suz and Ryan. 

And at day's end, nothing else at all really matters.... 

I'm driving a big lazy car rushin' up the highway in the dark
I got one hand steady on the wheel and one hand's tremblin' over my heart
It's pounding baby like it's gonna bust right on through
And it ain't gonna stop till I'm alone again with you

A friend of mine became a father last night
When we spoke in his voice I could hear the light
Of the skies and the rivers the timberwolf in the pines
And that great jukebox out on Route 39
They say he travels fastest who travels alone
But tonight I miss my girl mister tonight I miss my home

Is it the sound of the leaves
left blown by the wayside
That's got me out here on this spooky old highway tonight
Is it the cry of the river
With the moonlight shining through
That ain't what scares me baby
What scares me is losing you

They say if you die in your dreams you really die in your bed
But honey last night I dreamed my eyes rolled straight back in my head
And God's light came shinin' on through
I woke up in the darkness scared and breathin' and born anew
It wasn't the cold river bottom I felt rushing over me
It wasn't the bitterness of a dream that didn't come true
It wasn't the wind in the grey fields I felt rushing through my arms
No no baby it was you


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