As I cleared up after dinner I could hear the CBC coming from my office. A song was playing that caught me, the resonance of the voice. I dried my hands and went in to turn up the volume. I recognized the song, but could not put a finger on the artist. Hurrah for google. Royal Wood is the artist with the voice of gold and the song is Juliet. Have a tissue ready.....



You cannot help but be captured by the man's introspective expression. And the truck, oh, the truck. How I want that very truck! But I digress. I had an email forwarded to me about "the want". How we want things, feeling, the grass on the other side.... when I watched I felt deeply touched as I could identify deeply with his emotions and the loneliness he'd feel. It also made me wonder if I will have that depth of love for someone I have grown old with. I think we all do. We all 'want' to be the couple who holds hands. The woman whose husband touches her gently and with obvious care and love years later. To be loved like in "The Notebook". But is this just foolishness? Yet again another want that perhaps we already have but are too blind to see? Or perhaps something all people long for but are too afraid to capture for each action has an equal and opposite reaction?

I miss you Mum. I wish you were here, for your blunt honesty and ability to see deeper. I could use your advice.