Love Will Come to You
I’ve been going through some weird and sad stuff over the past several days. A friend sent me the link to this marvelous Indigo Girls song, Love Will Come to You. I’ve listened to it several times. Enjoy.
Or go straight to the YouTube site.
How 'bout that haunting last line: “Learn to pretend there’s more than love that matters.”
I wish I could do that.
BTW, back in the late '80s, while I was living in Atlanta, I used to hang out in a small bar where the Indigo Girls sang. It's great to see them so successful now.
Or go straight to the YouTube site.
How 'bout that haunting last line: “Learn to pretend there’s more than love that matters.”
I wish I could do that.
BTW, back in the late '80s, while I was living in Atlanta, I used to hang out in a small bar where the Indigo Girls sang. It's great to see them so successful now.
posted by Lisa Fox at 2/16/2009 08:34:00 PM
11 Comments:
Pretty song. Pretty, sad song. Pretty sad song... The Indigo Girls are great. I'm sorry to hear about the weird and the sad in your last few days, wishing you sweetness and joy. Here's something weird: I will be in your town tomorrow, probably pretty close to your office, and I will not even see you, alas!, unless by coincidence. Keep a lookout! I will be with a whole posse of adult-ed types.
Yes, pretty and sad. I don't mean to sound so melancholic, but that's where I am.
Thanks for dropping in here.
I've send you a note about the potential of a rendezvous tomorrow.
Just know you are not alone, Lisa. I have, in the past month or so, been in the very place you are...until just the other day someone at least showed some interest.
I was so startled by it and the continued interest that a part of me is desperate to hold onto it because it may never come my way again; part of me is scared spitless too of getting hurt...and yet I am interested in this person as well since we seem to have so much in common from the start, among other things...I know I need to be careful of my heart and keep my mind in the mix.
This sort of thing never happens to me...and now that it has...I am dumbstruck. I don't know whether to be happy or what...sorry to run on but this development has taken me by surprise...
Lisa,
I love the girls.
While perhaps that is obvious, what I mean is I love The Girls.
And I'm holding you in thoughts and prayers. Sorry for the hard time.
--Susan
Catherine, you're not running on. I'm delighted to hear this from you! You deserve it, my friend, and I hope good will things will come to you.
Yes, it's scary and exhilarating. Enjoy every moment of it ... and let your spirit of discernment work too.
Ah, Susan, the hard times just come. No getting around them.
Wow, a lesbian who likes the Indigo Girls! And who has really short hair!
Let's all celebrate our diversity!
Bet you there aren't too many of those!
Always a pleasure to hear your loving words, Fred. Thanks for trolling by. You're a credit to your species.
Actually, I feel sorry for Fred, he hasn't anything better to do that perform drivebys, and nowhere he's wanted. THat doesn't mean I wouldn't like to treat our sites with Troll Repellant to send him on his way, of course.
As for the IG, well OF COURSE we loves em (I should add that I was introduced to them by several very straight riends) and I listened to that song a lot in the bleak days before I met BP with much the same lonely, at times hopeless feelings. (It came off a '92 album).
And look where I am today.
Just sayin....
Hugs.
How sweet to hear, IT. And I am so glad you found your BP!
The thing about Fred P, is that he's sort of Old School: the kind of troll who just populated EVERY discussion board, in the early days of the WWW (when it was still comparatively small: 10+ years ago). Trolling, for the sheer sake of trolling...
...but then I guess most of 'em finally GOT lives (best case scenario. Worst case, they continue, but there's just too much web now to notice).
He almost makes me nostalgic.
But not quite. >;-/
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