And even as I was crying, I knew that it didn’t make sense, that it was completely out of proportion to the present moment situation. Inexplicably upset, considering how flexible I thought I felt about this dance. None of them were about how much a father loves his daughter. I started running through the lines in my head. “What a Wonderful World” by Louie Armstrong. Then one day he called to tell me that he found a song that would be great. “If you wanted to leave me and roam, when you got back I’d just say ‘welcome home,’ cause honey nothing, nothing, nothing can ever change this love I have for you.” I bet you think this song is about youĭad took a while to chose a song, I had to remind him about it a few times. There were so many other oldies and artists he loved that captured the same spirit of Simon’s line “there will never be a father who loves his daughter more than I love you.” And I had a favorite that I was secretly hoping he’d chose: “Nothing Can Change This Love I Have For You” by Sam Cooke. I loved “Father and Daughter” by Paul Simon, but I knew that Dad probably wouldn’t choose that because he didn’t listen to Paul Simon. I listened to lots of them, noticing which ones touched me. I sent Dad links to some lists of suggested father-daughter songs. It was one of the areas of my wedding where I felt really flexible and was happy to create a space for my dad to contribute something he liked that was meaningful to him. When it came time to find a song for the father-daughter dance for my wedding, I asked my dad to pick something out. I don’t think I’ve reached six hours for one song, but I’ve come close. listening to “Sad Mood” by Sam Cooke for six hours by rewinding the tape player on the mini van over and over. He once drove from New York to Washington, D.C. I also inherited my dad’s love of listening to songs on repeat. When I was in college and my friends would sit around smoking pot and listening to Legend, I’d be brought right back to my childhood. Dad loved to blast music in the living room, and Bob Marley was often on the rotation. The oldies station in New York, 101 CBS FM, was the only station we listened to in the car. I grew up listening to my dad’s favorite music.
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