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Saturday, February 18, 2012

my way

 Mommy-tomorrow you will have been gone for five long years. five years. so much you have missed.  so much we have missed without you.  when david and i were planning your service i had little cards made with a gorgeous photo of you laughing at my wedding.  at the bottom of the photo i had the words "I did it my way"-because you loved Frank Sinatra and it was true-you did. so, because it's late, Ill just print the lyrics to that famous sinatra song that truly does sum you up. you lived an incredibly full life despite a few regrets, and always did it on your terms...we miss you terribly.

 My Way


And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full.

I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;

But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;

Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.

I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;

And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

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