Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts

Sunday, April 30, 2017

Our Finest Moments

                                                                          By Scott Coner
                                          Nashville Recording Artist, Songwriter, Performer, and Author

     The moments that come unannounced are usually the ones that we remember for the rest of our lives. We all remember where we are on 9/11. We remember the day we met that special someone. We may remember hearing grandma downstairs moving around in the kitchen as she made breakfast. You remember your first kiss. These special memories are what make life pretty special. I would hate to think that I could ever fall so low as to question my own existence. All of our lives matter. All of our memories are locked away for a reason.
      Too may of the friends I have had all of my life seem to have fallen into the trap of “existing” rather than “living”. I don’t know what causes this bitterness. But my theory is they have become hardened because life has dealt a few pretty hard blows. I know life can be tough. Believe me, I have had plenty of dark days in the full sun myself. But, it doesn’t make sense to re-live the bad any more than it does to live in your best day from twenty years back. The past is the past. I relish the good memories but I don’t dwell on my mistakes. 
     I sat with my daughter the other day as we watched an old Charles Shultz cartoon about Easter. I enjoy the purity of those times. As I sat there feeling ten years old I wondered if any of my friends ever take time to watch Snoopy. Make no mistake. I am a man, a husband and a father. I’m not trying to be a kid. But I do like sharing parts of my childhood with my kids. I still like some of the old television shows, the music, even the clothes from my old world. I still like flying kites but don’t tell anybody.
     Age is just a number. We put too much emphasis on time and mirrors I think. We shouldn’t get caught up in the age thing. Instead, we need to lose ourselves in doing what we enjoy. We need to be around the ones we love. There are so many things I do today that I have done most of my life. I take walks down along the same creek I have been around my whole life. I notice tree’s that have always been around. I walk nearly every night with my dogs in the middle of nowhere.  I still listen to music about as loud as it will go. I’m probably half deaf, but I have no plans of changing anything at all. I am older now, but I am still young on the inside. I am hopefully wiser now, but I like to act foolishly whenever possible.



     I don’t think a lot about getting older. I try to take care of myself. I work out a lot. I eat good food and get lots of rest. But, when I run into old friends I sometimes feel awkward. Not because I’m not glad to see them. I just don’t always know where I stand with people I suppose. I feel great. I enjoy almost everything. But, I don’t like being around negative people. I think being negative is nothing more than a mind set. We don’t have to be down in the dumps. God gave us life. It is up to us to live it to it’s fullest. If something or someone doesn’t align with my world then I try to avoid whatever it is. These minutes that you and I have been given are ours to live as we see fit. We don’t have to be bummed out all of the time. We can make a better choice. We can improve ourselves, and our situation. But it all comes down to us.
     Our finest moments are the ones we pursue.  If we allow ourselves to fall into the day like a young colt, then we will have a pretty good day. Like I said, I am bit older now. But I believe I feel good because I have forgiven those that have wronged me. I have tried to be the best version of myself. I love the ones in my small circle about as much as they could ever be loved. I make it my job to laugh and joke as much as possible. I am nobody special. I haven’t accomplished all that much as far as the world is concerned. But I live well. I grab every minute of every day by the throat. Not because I wish to defeat it. But, because I want to hold it close as possible and never let go. When my spirit leaves this world, I hope people will notice and care that I am gone. I hope they can know for sure that I went to heaven. And, that while I was alive I truly did my best to seize every minute and every occasion.     

                            

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Saturday, January 28, 2017

“She Usually Hums ‘Yellow Submarine’ When She’s Thinking”

                                                                                   By Scott Coner

                                             Nashville Recording Artist, Songwriter, Performer, and Author  


     Our oldest daughter turns 21 years old this Tuesday. Her name is Emily Sae, and in many ways, I believe she has been the bond that allowed my wife and I to stay together. It was pretty tough back then when Cyndi and I got together. But, when Emily came along, all bets were off. There wasn’t anything in the world I wouldn’t do for my family, and you can bet my wife feels the same. I’ll never forget the day when Cyndi told me I was going to be a dad. She and I were still a long way from being on our feet financially, but we both knew God had his hand on our little family. He still does.

 
                         Emily and family dog Brandy                                    Scott Coner and daughter Emily


     Cyndi had this pretty green maternity top that I thought she looked gorgeous in. I remember walking with her holding her hand. I didn’t know how to be a dad. I didn’t know how to hold a baby. I didn’t know how to do anything. But Emily was on her way. Her arrival was special. To me, it was like the arrival of a princess. Cyndi and I took her back to our little house, and we were both mesmerized by her beauty. I remember going to her crib in the mornings and her little arms and legs would be moving with excitement. I would reach down, lift her up, and hold her next to me and I could hear her tiny sounds of satisfaction as I carried her to our bed and put her between Cyndi and me. She would lie there all warm, just looking at both of us. When she smiled, my eyes usually filled with tears. I had no idea I could love someone so much.

     As years went by, Emily continued to amaze me. She and I would turn the stereo on sometimes, and we would slow dance in our living room. Her long blonde hair made her look angelic. We would read books together. We watched television together. We did as much as possible together. I used to love watching Cyndi get Emily dressed. She always had her looking pretty sharp no matter where we went. She would put her in front of the mirror and brush her golden hair. When her mommy was finished working with her, she would bounce into the living room with her ponytail flopping as she laughed.

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     I miss those moments. I miss that laughter. But I don’t miss those feelings. That love I had back then is only stronger today because it never left. My mind still goes back to the times we have been able to share as a family. Our second daughter Taylor came into the world about three years after Emily, and it has been non-stop devotion around here. We are proud of our daughters beyond measure. I truly believe that both of our girls are something pretty special. But this week Emily turns 21 years old. She won’t hit the bars like a lot of young people. She won’t tolerate that behavior in her world. She will continue to pursue knowledge and develop into a woman of great integrity. Our lives are much, much better because of Emily Sae. If I could, I’d tell you all kinds of stories about her. The problem is, my eyes are full of water as I sit here writing this. The feelings of love, joy, pride and a bit of sadness seem to be getting the best of me. Happy Birthday, Emily. Thank you for allowing me to be in your life. I’ll be right here for you until my last breath.  

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