Friday, September 30, 2005

It's Jamie O'Neal Day

OK, next song

"Somebody's Hero"

She's never pulled anyone from a burning building
She's never rocked Central Park to a half a million fans, screaming out her name
She's never hit a shot to win the game
She's never left her footprints on the moon
She's never made a solo hot air balloon ride, around the world,
No, she's just your everyday average girl (but)

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings Snow White to life
Bedtime stories every night
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero

She didn't get a check every week like a nine-to fiver
But she's been a waiter, and a cook and a taxi driver
For twenty years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life's ambition
But now her baby's movin' on, and she'll soon be missin' her
But not today, those are tears of joy runnin' down her face

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother's eyes
And that smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero

Thirty years have flown right past
Her daughters' starin' at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin' chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her mama with a spoon
And that smile lets her know
Her mother's smile lets her know
She's somebody's hero

All right. I officially love Jamie O'Neal. When I stopped working, it wasn't the easiest decision... But, it is a decision I don't regret. Sometime after making the decision to do so until my health got better, I realized what it meant. Since I couldn't work anymore, I had the option of taking care of Mariana. Now some people might think that being a full time stay at home mom isn't a huge deal or whatever. But I remember what it was like to have my mom at home with us and how much more I appreciate it now that I'm grown. Well, if there is ever a song to put that into words, this one does. When I told Phil that I didn't mind being at home so much, I told him that I was remembering how much my mother was there for me. I said, and I'll repeat it verbatim, "If I can be half of what my mother was for me to Mariana, then it'll be worth every second."

I think Jamie did an awesome job putting the feeling to words.

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