roots run deep.

my mom once wrote me, 

I believe that somewhere

there are other starry skies…

I believe that somewhere 

there are other happy days…

I believe that somewhere

there are other shining seas

where the rainbows are…

when i was younger, i used to drag my sleeping bag down to the hammock by the lake every night in the summer. if i had to work in the morning i’d set my alarm and wake up to the sound of my phone ringing by the lake. even some nights when it was really cold, or the bugs were bad, i’d put an extra layer on, tie my sweatshirt hood around my face and without hesitation march down to the lake, to my hammock. i would listen to billy joel or jimmy buffett. one night i remember hearing a jimmy buffett song, “little miss magic” and something in me clicked. i remembered my dad singing it to me as a little girl. the lyrics went, “little miss magic what ya gonna be? little miss magic, just can’t wait to see”. i was moved, and to this day it’s one of my favorite songs. i have a tattoo on my side that has a butterfly, my dad’s initials, and the words Little Miss Magic written above it. 

today i was going through some notes from family that i’ve gotten over the years. among them was a note my dad hid in my bag when i went to get my advanced open water diver and rescue diver in the British Virgin Islands when i was 15. it said, 

…“and most of all, just continue to let yourself be who ever you want to be. Because you have this beautiful soul that will always shine thru and light your way in the end, then life can never be a dark tunnel but always a ray of hope. And remember, you will always be daddy’s little girl. As Jimmy Buffet says in his song, "your mother’s still the only other woman for me, little miss magic, what ya gonna be?” You decide what it’s gonna be. And I will always support you! And love you, Dad"

i guess here i am, and i kinda always knew i’d end up here, one way or the other. and i owe it to my soul, my family. for always encouraging me to live my dreams, and pushing me when i started to move in the wrong directions. pushing me to be myself. and be happy, regardless of their plan for me. 

i love you (to the moon and back),

Lauryn

here are the lyrics…

Little Miss Magic (Jimmy Buffett)

Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
The clever little glances she gives me can’t help but be appealing
She loves to ride into town with the top down
Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin
She is my next of kin

Chorus:
I see a little more of me everyday
I catch a little more mustache turning gray
Your mother is the only other woman for me
Little miss magic, what you gonna be? 

Sometimes I catch her dreamin and wonder where that little mind meanders
Is she strollin along the shore or cruisin o’er the broad savannah
I know someday she’ll learn to make up her own rhymes
Someday she’s gonna learn how to fly
Oh that I wont deny

Chorus:
I catch a little more dialogue comin my way
I see those big brown eyes just start to lookin astray
Your mothers still the only other woman for me
Little miss magic, what you gonna be? 

Yes she loves to ride into town with the top down
Feel that warm breeze on her gentle skin
She is my next of kin

Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
Those clever little looks she gives just can’t help but be appealing
I know someday she’ll learn to make up her own rhymes
One day she’s gonna learn how to fly
That I wont deny

Chorus:
I see a little more of me everyday
I feel a little more mustache turning gray
Your mothers still the only other woman for me
Little miss magic, what you gonna be? 
Little miss magic, what you gonna be? 
Little miss magic, just can’t wait to see

Its raining, it’s pouring
Your old man is snoring…

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