I think many times in the last two years, I have mentioned in my blogs that Jim was a Superman. He loved comic books and superheros. He was always helping those in need from a small thing like a ride somewhere to helping them have the wedding they could never afford by holding it in our house. It was just his way.
Superman was one of Jim's favorite movies. He watched the version with Christopher Reeve too many times to count. A kazillion or more. We have lots of Superman stuff in the house. Many of them are t-shirts. The backwards S symbol on the right is from one of his favorites. It's a purple Bizarro Superman shirt. If you don't know what that means, google it. I wore it to sleep in last night and it is like eating chocolate. The shirt is a comfort and gave me warm smiles and good memories of Jim because when he wore it he was in good spirits and happy. A friend sent me this song in an email this morning. It seemed a good thing to share.
Sometimes with Jim I did feel like his 'Lois' and wondered if he could read my mind because he would know what to say, when to give me a hug and just how to make me smile. I can only hope that Jim is reading my mind now. He is missed here.
Can You Read My Mind
Can you read my mind?
Do you know what it is you do to me?
Don't know who you are
Just a friend from another star
Here I am, like a kid at the school
Holding hands with a god or a fool
Will you look at me, quivering,
Like a little girl, shivering
You can see right through me.
Can you read my mind?
Can you picture the things I'm thinking of?
Wondering why you are
All the wonderful things you are.
You can fly - You belong to the sky
You and I could belong to each other.
If you need a friend,
I'm the one to fly to
If you need to be loved
Here I am
Read my mind!
Will you look at me, quivering,
Like a little girl, shivering
You can see right through me.
If you need a friend,
I'm the one to fly to
If you need to be loved
Here I am
Read my mind!
Read my mind.
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2 comments:
once again, Betsy, you and Jim had a great and loving relationship...thank you for sharing your memories and these lyrics...I look forward to googling bizarro (what a great word!) Blessings on your weekend,
Hey Betts,
Hugs to you. What beautiful lyrics. Enjoy your memories. Thinking of you.
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