|I Loved Singing With Little Ones!!|
I have been going through some of the songs I have written, and I found one that I wanted to share with you.
Mr. UT does a lot of waiting for me in life.
He waits for me to get ready for a walk, to get ready to go out at night, and to get ready to get moving in the morning.
Now, granted he’s used to it, but sometimes his patience is stretched a bit!
He tells me I have two speeds, SLOW and STOP!
Which is true!
But the waiting Mr. UT had to do when I was drinking, was not so funny.
He waited years for me to accept I had a drinking problem.
Sometimes I would run away to a hotel after we had a fight, and he waited all night to hear from me, to be sure that I was safe.
He waited to make sure I got home safe from my hair appointments, because I would sometimes stop and get a drink on the way home.
He waited for me after happy hours with my friends, because he knew I often stayed longer than they did, and kept drinking.
He waited for me because he loved me.
After I had been sober for a month, I wrote a song that was hard for him to listen to at first. Once again, I wish I could sing it for you, but I with my hearing loss, I can’t tell if I am in tune, which is important to me.
So here are the words:
Somebody’s Home By Wendy October 9, 2014