Saturday, November 11, 2017

#SoCS: Arm



I read the word "arm" and a song begins in my head, "walking my Baby back home."  My mind's eye sees a gent walking down a street with a lady on his arm.  Flashes of old black and white romantic comedies start to play. Shy guys, full gowns, starry nights, convertibles, sweeping staircases, big bands.


Catching one on the late night or Saturday afternoon movie.  Mother humming along with the songs, visibly enjoining reminiscing. Snippets of tales from her era.  Then how she met daddy.  

Oh, she's not here any more.  Long gone from this world.   In her arms was all comfort.  Everything soft, loving and warm you can imagine.  Daddy comes into view.  His arms meant strength and protection.  Yet, somehow they empowered me.  Daddy never let me hide in them, but rather used them to support me as I tried new things and went  new places.

My mind's stroll ends with images to keep misty tears at bay:  a grandmother kneeling to wrap up grandchildren in an embrace,  chicks scurrying under a hen, a man grabbing a child and lifting them up, spinning and smiling.  Then, the face of Jesus.  And we are home.


24 comments:

  1. Some very nice thoughts and memories there...

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  2. Beautiful stream of consciousness! I heard James Taylor sing this on one of his later albums. It made me think of my parents.

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    1. I grew up when cruising was the thing. I enjoyed it, but always thought strolling home arm in arm at the end of an evening was much more romantic.

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  3. Is that a picture of your parents? Beautiful story here.

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    1. Nope, that picture was gleaned from a google search. Thank you, John!

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  4. I like the last 2 sentences. I look forward to that day. The best arms to be in :)

    betty

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  5. <3 I love how you start with arms and end with the Lord. Totally fitting!

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  6. Nice family memories of loving arms. :)

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    1. Thank you, Deborah! And thanks for visiting Caneyhead.

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  7. It's interesting where the mind goes when you go stream of consciousness.

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    1. Oh, my, yes! My mind may jump through ten different things between hearing something and words out of my mouth in response.

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  8. Hello, this weekend is pleasant in support of me, since this time i am reading this wonderful educational post
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  9. A very touching read. Your thoughts sound like what mine have been of late.

    Lee
    Tossing It Out

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  10. Lovely story, Barbara. If you were thinking of your own parents, it sounds like they were wonderful people.

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  11. Barbara,

    I loved reading how you spun the word prompt "arm". It was deeply touching and makes you realize just how important arms are, especially that of the arms of the Savior. Have a blessed day and thanks for visiting!

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    1. Thank you, Cathy! I must admit I simply tried to stay true to the stream of my thoughts as soon as I thought of the word "arm".

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