While the Commissar has been on vacation, he's had a great bevy of guest bloggers sitting in for him. On visiting the other day, I read this post by Barry Campbell of enrevanche, who I don't know at all but seems like a pretty nice chap. I listened to the song and watched the sweet video by UK duo Nizlopi so much that I wanted to post it here, also.
On the surface, this is a song for all those who had the comfort of a dad to take them along while working, but now I like it because it says much more about parents and children and memories that last longer and grow deeper than things.
I used to berate myself that I hadn't been able to "give" Caitlin all the things that I thought she wanted or needed. And I'm still not above the occasional self-loathing, but just when I think that I have failed her, she'll remind me of something we did together--spending an entire weekend on the sofa reading, staying up all night talking, any small, real thing--that means more than the latest gadget she didn't get.
There is so much to regret, to be fearful of or to long for. It is a gift when something this beautifully simple comes along to ground us with our shared human touch. Watch or listen and see if you agree.
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