I'll Be Seeing You

We're nearing the end of our year of "firsts" after saying goodbye to Papa Chuck last Christmas, but the first birthday without him is a pang in my heart.    He would have been 86 today.  The first year without him is so hard, because every memory of last year has him in it.  There's a Papa-shaped hole in our family now. 

My life is full happy of memories of him, and for that, I am thankful.  I'm always seeing something that reminds me of him, finding something he fixed for me at one time or another, thinking of something that would make him laugh.  I'm so thankful that he was my grandfather, and that I have so many wonderful ways to remember him.  I love him and miss him so much!

I don't know what the songwriter was thinking of when he penned these lyrics, and I've never seen the musical it premiered in, but whenever I hear Frank Sinatra or Bing Crosby singing these words, I think of my Papa Chuck, and all of the memories I hold close in my heart.

I'll be seeing you

In all the old familiar places

That this heart of mine embraces

All day through.

In that small cafe;

The park across the way;

The children's carousel;

The chestnut trees;

The wishin' well.

I'll be seeing you

In every lovely summer's day;

In every thing that's light and gay.

I'll always think of you that way.

 

I'll find you

In the morning sun

And when the night is new.

I'll be looking at the moon,

But I'll be seeing you.

I'll be seeing you

In every lovely summer's day;

In every thing that's light and gay.

I'll always think of you that way.

 

I'll find you

In the morning sun

And when the night is new.

I'll be looking at the moon,

But I'll be seeing you.

Jesus answered him, "I tell you the truth, today you will be with Me in paradise."

Luke 23:43