Friday, April 4, 2008

I hear the train a'comin.

I've been really homesick for my family lately, and pretty restless in general. My nephew's having a birthday party on Sunday and I'm incredibly tempted to get in my car and hand deliver his present... money and responsibilities are holding me back.
A few years ago I moved to Kentucky for a couple months to live with my sister.
I listened to Bright Eyes' "I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning" pretty much the entire time...I can't listen to that album without having flashbacks of driving along country roads in my old volvo.
I wanted to see Bright Eyes live so badly, he was playing in Philadelphia but I was obviously too far to see him there... the closest show was in Columbus, Ohio, four hours away. I didn't make any friends during the short time I was living down there and I didn't have anyone to go to the show with. I was pretty bummed about it until my sister Laura offered to come with me. Laura and her sweet baby Eli, nearly one year old, packed up and rode along and stayed at a friend's while I went to the show.
When we drove home the next day it started snowing really heavy and we had to pull off the highway and get a hotel room. We shuffled through snow to get to a nearby strip mall and ordered Chinese food and browsed through a Big Lots and watched trashy t.v. and it was perfect.
I remember admiring Laura for being so free- able to pack and go and bring Eli. I don't know if Eli will grow up and listen to Bright Eyes and wish he lived in this era the way I yearned for the fifties but if he does I will be sure to tell him about the special pilgrimage he made with his mom so I could go see the timeless folk singer.
So, Happy Birthday Eli, wish I could be there.

No comments:

Post a Comment