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MUSIC MONDAY: I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles)

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I really have to thank Spotify for my new favorite songs.  If I didn’t download that app, I’d be stuck with Air Supply all my life (although you have to admit that’s not bad at all).

Although Le Beau has already picked the world’s most perfect song as our first dance, he still asked me to give my own input.  But really, there’s no competing with the song he chose; it was so us!  I had to try though, the window of opportunity being there already.

So I stumbled upon Sleeping At Last’s cover of I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles), the original by The Proclaimers.  This is one of those Super Bowl songs, and I never really listened to it till now.  My effort of not being too mainstream.

I am just so in love with it.  I’ve always loved that song, but thanks to that episode in How I Met Your Mother, I feel like the meaning of the song was somehow diluted to a mere driving ballad.

This song is just abundant in love, devotion and commitment.

Of course, it still lost to Le Beau’s selection, being too slow to slow dance to.  But now, we have another song to add to our playlist.

And so far, it’s our best find yet.

Sleeping At Last - I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)

S/HE SAID: Killing them a second time

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Elie Wiesel

For the survivor who chooses to testify, it is clear: his duty is to bear witness for the dead and for the living. He has no right to deprive future generations of a past that belongs to our collective memory. To forget would be not only dangerous but offensive; to forget the dead would be akin to killing them a second time.

 

— Elie Wiesel, Professor, Author, Nobel Laureate, Holocaust Survivor
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Tonight, I am Summer.

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It’s been a while since I last spoke about Sir Boy.  It is not easy to talk about him still.  I can mention him in passing or in jest, but for him to be the topic, I can’t do it still.

As the years pass, I think everyone who has lost someone would agree with me:  it doesn’t get any easier, you only get used to it.

So, thank you, Summer, for speaking exactly what I wanted to say.  Tonight, I am you.  Thank you for being every bit of brave at 10.  I wish I can write a letter the way you do.

Summer's Letter to Daddy

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I love you.

S/HE SAID: I need something to be good

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Credit: Bob D'Amico/ABC © 2014 American Broadcasting Companies, Inc. Photo: Owen Hunt (Kevin McKidd)

Credit: Bob D’Amico/ABC © 2014 American Broadcasting Companies, Inc. Photo: Owen Hunt (Kevin McKidd)

I need something to be good. I need something to feel right. OK? I’m not depressed. My heart is not broken. I’m not grieving. She’s not dead. She’s out there. She’s living out her dreams. And I know, I know she’s happy. And that makes me feel proud for her. But there is this other feeling that doesn’t completely feel fair. Or right. Or good. She goes on day in and day out, happy without me. And every morning I wake up and there’s this pit, this feeling here that maybe my dreams are over. Maybe, maybe I had my dreams, and they’re over now. And I’m going to be this single guy. No wife, no kids, no family. She was my family. And now she’s someplace else, and I let her go. And it’s good that I did. I mean, it’s better for her. But for me…  So I need something to be good. I need a reason to get up every morning, to not crawl back in that cave that I was in before I met her. You know she saved me. You were there. You remember how I was. I was dark. That war made me dark. And that darkness, it is still in me. She just lit it up. So I just thought, I just thought, maybe to beat back that darkness, I would be something good. I would do something good.

— Owen Hunt, Grey’s Anatomy, Season 11 Episode 3