On this
particular day, my Honey and I were driving to the next town over to attend his
Aunt Louise’s funeral. A wonderful woman
I only met a few times in past 27 years.
During the drive we decided to listen to a CD I had recently ordered
from Amazon which was Dan Seals Greatest Hits. Back in
the late 80’s, Dan spoke to me through his music, helped me through heartache, and made me feel he understood. Since
this time of my life was before I’d met my Honey, I asked him if he knew Dan Seal’s
music, he said he was not sure.
While
listening and singing to the CD my mind drifted back to that time in my life
and the feelings and emotions of 1989 came rushing back. It was a very difficult time
in my life, however, Dan was there for me. Deciding it would be a great idea to see if
Dan was coming to a smaller concert venue near us, I began pushing buttons on
my phone to look up Dan Seal’s tour schedule.
My belly got butterflies and I became very excited at the thought of
seeing my Hero in person. Instead, an article came up saying Dan Seals died in
2008.
Instantly I
was crushed beyond belief, I burst into tears and kept repeating that I didn’t
know, while continuing to sob. With Dan
singing in the background my mournful wails continued all the way to Aunt Louise’s
funeral at the church.
Trying to
pull myself together I wiped my tears and tried really hard to hold my emotions
in check. But I couldn’t. DAN SEALS IS DEAD. We entered the family room with Aunt Louise
in her casket, family everywhere I looked, and me in the back row crying my
eyes out.
My Honey’s
sister, Katie, asked him if I was alright.
He mumbled something about me being emotional and crying over Aunt
Louise. Yes, Aunt Louise was a dear
sweet lady, however, I sat at her funeral and cried like a baby for my hero,
Dan Seals. Gone forever.
There is no
doubt in my mind his family thought it very odd that I was crying this hard at
Aunt Louise’s funeral. They kept
shooting me sideways glances with a funny look on their face. I didn’t care. This may not have been Dan
Seals funeral, but, I was mourning for him anyway under the guise of Aunt
Louise. I would love to believe Dan was there, as well, because this was my final goodbye to him.
I am sure
Aunt Louise will forgive me.
