My son turns eighteen in a couple of days and is leaning hungrily toward independence. Since he’d be absolutely mortified if I gave him the following quote personally, I’m going to place it here, along with a link, in a public place he’ll never see. The following is from an old folk tune called Sleep Song. One link at the end is a song from Kitaro, that was birth music when he was born. As laid back as this kid is, we should have started the bagpipes (Tannahill Weavers) sooner in the birth process, but if you have time, Oasis is a beautiful piece of music. The second link is the Sleep Song. As always, lyrics lose in translation without the music to transport the words, but you get the idea.
‘May you sail fair to the far fields of fortune, with diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet, and may you find kindness in all that you meet. May there always be angels to watch over you, and may you need never to banish misfortune. May you find kindness in all that you meet, to guide you each step of the way, to guard you and keep you safe from all harm. May you bring love and may you bring happiness, and be loved in return to the end of your days.’
Thanks friends, for giving me a moment to be soppy and sappy.
Sleep Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjUX3CeRUZI