I love Neil Diamond but the bastard makes me cry. EVERY TIME.

January 24, 2014

in Family, Mom, NaBloPoMo, Travel

mom boatSiriusXM is playing Neil Diamond all weekend long.

I can’t even begin to explain the giddiness I feel about this.

I’m so excited I may just go live in the car for the next 72 hours.

(Except my car doesn’t have a comfy bed with 900 thread count sheets…otherwise that would have been an excellent plan.)

I grew up on Neil Diamond. My Mom loved him and The Jazz Singer was a staple on our family record player. I don’t think there is a song that he sings that doesn’t remind me of my childhood.

The last trip I had with my Mom was to Laughlin, NV. We drove out there to visit my Aunt and Uncle who were visiting from Michigan and I turned 40 on that trip, so it was a mini family reunion and a birthday celebration. It was a few months after my Mom was diagnosed with Stage 4 lung cancer and the reality of her prognosis had already sunk in, but it was before she really started to break down physically from the disease.

The timing was perfect.

It was just her and I for the seven hour drive and we really made the most of it. We talked about what kind of memorial service she wanted. We talked about some of the stuff she needed to get done before she died and what she needed me to do after she was gone. But most of the time we just sang. My Mom had all 10 CD slots in her Lexus loaded up with every Neil Diamond album she owned, it was probably over 150 songs, and we sang every single one of them.

Even the duplicates.

It was almost dusk, the windows were rolled down and we were laughing so hard that we had tears in our eyes that somewhere along the I-40 became real tears, because we both knew deep down that was probably our last carefree moment we would ever spend together.

So we just kept singing.

“When the night returns just like a friend
When the evening comes to set me free
When the quiet hours
That wait beyond the day
Make peaceful sounds in me

Took a drag from my last cigarette
Took a drink from a glass of old wine
I closed my eyes and I could make it real
And feel it one more time..”

If You Know What I Mean

Neil Diamond

1 Margie January 24, 2014 at 9:28 pm

I love this! I loved your mom and I’m so glad you had that special day with her.

2 Sandi January 25, 2014 at 9:28 pm

Thanks Margie, and of course she loved when we sang her “Oh Donna!”

3 Kathy January 24, 2014 at 11:09 pm

You know how to make a person cry. Glad you had a wonderful time with mom that day.

4 Sandi January 25, 2014 at 9:29 pm

Thanks. It was a great trip and a wonderful memory!

5 Laurel January 25, 2014 at 5:11 am

Awesome post Sandi! And what a great memory!

6 Sandi January 25, 2014 at 9:29 pm

Thanks Lo!

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