Father's Day morning

[mdlbear]

Yesterday's party was rather low-key; more like a slightly extended Wednesday. Too many conflicts with graduations -- we'll probably want to move it back to the first weekend in June or the weekend after Baycon.

I spent almost the entire time out in the living room with laptop and guitar; the lights didn't get turned on in the office until well after 9pm. (I did retreat to the office, late in the evening, to sing QV to dimakoi, because she was the only one who hadn't heard it at that point, and there was a loud discussion going on nearby.)

I spent some time noodling, some time checking LJ, and sang Quiet Victories four times and The River times. Almost all of the rest of the time was spent talking with whoever was in one of the chairs next to me. As with last Wednesday, these conversations tended to be a bit deeper and more personal than usual. Having QV to talk about provided a bit of focus.

Reaction to QV was favorable, of course, and occasionally fascinating. One woman (Mary, WINoLJ) who had read the lyrics online looked at me with surprise and said something to the effect of "I'm shifting gears here -- it's not sad at all!" That was the reaction I wanted. I get a lot of tears, but that song isn't meant to be tragic, but triumphant. It's a victory march, after all.

Late in the evening I spent some time working out the chords while talking to tetralizard. It's a little unusual this time because I know the chords from having lived so long with the melody haunting me.

 

Woke up this morning at 4:30; gave up trying to get back to sleep about 5:30. *Sigh* Colleen wished me a happy Father's Day, and gave me a little snuggle, around 6:30 before going back to sleep.

I really miss my Dad.