Maybe it’s corny and clichéd and maybe it’s so far
down in the future that I’ll be SUCH a different person but I don’t believe in
any of that. I’d like to believe I’ll still remember. I want to believe I’m
still going to feel the way I feel now.
little tiny breath of a life—our little miracle—is six years old. Her birthday was this past Monday. She’s got two
little two-year-old sisters running around and following her every move. She’s
the boss and the firstborn and the big girl.
me, Kylie will still always be my little girl.
will always remember holding her for the longest time in a silent and dark
house. Feeling this miracle against my chest. Knowing it didn’t have to happen
but that it did. Thinking she’d always be little. Our sweet, little girl.
remember her when she was one and a half years old, then two. We played a lot of Coldplay.
I worked at home and she was always allowed in my office. We danced and sang
and she sat on my lap and we listened to music.
will treasure those moments to my deathbed. I will forever be in debt to the
soundtrack provided by Chris Martin and his wonderful band. Those songs aren’t
just songs. They’re imprints. They’re tattoos on my heart and permanent markers
of brilliant color on my soul.
still took a lot of things for granted back then but I do believe I was truly
thankful for this wild, vibrant little life God blessed us with.
like to imagine her wedding day. I’d love to think I’m there walking her down
the aisle. And I’d love to think she’d let me pick the music. The song.
pick “Strawberry Swing” by Coldplay.
song has always reminded me of Kylie. Dancing and singing and laughing and
they sing, “Every moment was so precious.”
love to think we could blast this song and I could walk down the aisle to
people who watched us and had no idea. They might know the song or might
realize it’s Coldplay, but they wouldn't have a clue.
Kylie and I would know.
such, it’s such a perfect day. It’s such a perfect day.”
is the sound of memories. I’ve said that before, haven’t I?
want to change a thing.”
it comes to Kylie, and those sweet memories when she was just a toddler and we
danced away, Coldplay was right.
wouldn’t want to change a thing. And there were so many perfect moments.
a bleak world during a time full of lots of anxious wondering, Kylie has always
been a joy and a sweet sunrise. I love that girl. She’s not so little anymore
but she will always be my little girl.
hope the songs that tie us together remain forever in her heart and soul. And I
hope a tiny piece of her remembers. The dancing and the laughter. And the pure
joy of a thankful, crazy, Coldplay-loving father.
Labels: Coldplay, Every Breath You Take, Parenthood, The Girls