Friday, March 19th, 2021 — the last day of Winter. 1:37 AM.
Dearest Eileen Evergreen in the Meadows of Mark
I never heard you laugh, my love; but, I saw you very happy once upon a time.
It was in your parent’s cottage by the sea on Great Island of Galilee
During the romantic summer of ’74.
We were at the kitchen table. Yes we were, Eileen
Of a sunshiny morning: You and your Mom and Carolyn and your friend.
We were having breakfast of pancakes and your mom said, “I have one last fried egg. Who wants it?” And you were bubbling with joy in your heart — and with the biggest smile of pure joy beaming from your countenance — you just motioned with your hand in a giggly way that your Mom plop that fried egg right on top of your plated pancake. And she, too, was smiling joyfully as she put that egg right there on your pancake. I had no idea what everyone was so happy about; but it was a happy moment to be a part of in the O’Gara family. And it was memorable to see Eileen happier than I ever saw her before. I still haven’t heard your laughter, Eileen. I wonder if I’ll ever hear you so joyful that your heart just breaks out into that sound. I would be so blessed just to hear your voice speaking to me again – or reading your written words. And even if, sometimes, you might be sad or even mad or angry, you would still be beautiful and wonderful and lovely to me. I guess that’s what “Love Is Blind” means. When you really and wholeheartedly love someone, they are always lovable – and beautiful . . .
And so, Eileen – what would you like for breakfast?
Pancakes and eggs?
Breakfast at Tiffany’s?
Breakfast at Tiffany’s – Audrey Hepburn Sings Moon River – BEST QUALITY
Or, just a cup of tea — with me –to start your day? Or, coffee, if you prefer. I still drink coffee, sometimes.
It might have been just yesterday, while writing something to you, I noticed that the first three letters of the word teacher are t-e-a – my favorite drink. And the last four letters are c-h-e-r [the last four letters of someone’s last name] – and the last three letters of cher are spelled h-e-r.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s (3/9) Movie CLIP – Moon River (1961) HD
Tammy: Debbie Reynolds
I wonder, if, maybe, you find the song “Tammy” too sentimental. And, I wonder why it is that some folks just don’t like heart-touching songs. Do you have insight and discernment about that question, Eileen?
In my heart’s desire, Eileen is a cup of green tea – even 2 cups – her cups –to be kissed and loved and enjoyed and seen — with honey and safflower oil. And when the cups are removed, her heart is ever closer to being kissed and loved and cherished. Do those words make you squirm, Eileen? Tell the truth, Eileen – if you can. Why?
Nana Mouskouri & Donovan – Colors –
Eileen, your hair was yellow — once upon a time – like the one Donovan sings about in “Colors.” Isn’t it better to be mellow yellow than to be fiery red – because mellow yellow is more peaceful than red. When I was a boy and we got our first color TV, only a very few TV shows were in color at first: one of them was Bozo the Clown. And whenever my younger brothers and sisters were watching that show, I noticed that Bozo’s flaming orange hair was so intensely orange that it blazed on the TV screen – even more than “Blazing Saddles” [we saw that movie together in ’74, remember?] And there was a control knob on the TV called “Intensity.” I always reached for that knob and turned down the intensity of Bozo’s flaming orange hair. It looked like it would burn the TV screen. And peacefulness is pretty. If I saw someone sitting quietly – even if she looked somber – she might still look pretty to me. And if I saw you in the morning, Eileen, and you were not smiling at all; and if, maybe, you didn’t want to say a single word at all, you would still be loved; and still look beautiful to me. And even if you don’t write to me, I still love you. And you are still beautiful. And if I see you someday and you’re 90, you will still be in my heart Eileen in 7th grade and 8th grade and for a few weeks in 11th grade; and as you are always in my heart in “the summer of ’74.” Eileen Evergreen in the Meadows of My Memory. Please don’t misunderstand me, though; red hair is just fine. It was eye-catching during the summer of ’74.
You have inspired and awakened a love in me that is growing and becoming evergreen. I guess, you have kindled an everlasting love in my heart that just burns steadily for you – like an eternal flame.
As I was writing, above, about the first three letters of teacher spelling T-E-A, The Sound of Music came to mind – and this song:
“Do-Re-Mi” – THE SOUND OF MUSIC (1965)
Loving you, Eileen, even From A Distance, brings a never-ending series of beautiful things to mind and memory; and to write about you and about God – Who is Love and Light and Spirit. You are such a blessing to me, Eileen. It is written: “And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.” -Romans 8:28. ESV Study Bible.
As the deer pants for the water English Christian worship song
You Are My Hiding Place/As The Deer
About the Messiah – Jesus our Lord and Savior,
It was prophesied long before He was born:
GOD’S WAY OF SALVATION (JOHN 3:16)
💎NEIL DIAMOND ~ INTRO/I DREAMED A DREAM [LES MISÉRABLES]
💎NEIL DIAMOND ~ JONATHAN LIVINGSTON SEAGULL MEDLEY 1977 [LIVE]
El Shaddai — Amy Grant
Sweet Beulah Land – Squire Parsons
Vinesong – Holy Spirit Move Me Now (Lyric Video)
In the name of the Lord Jesus, thanks be to God the Father through Him -Colossians 3:17.