Sunday, October 26, 2014

Something so small... that means so much

Today's post will be different... not about a specific event of the past, but about one huge void in my past. I remember the day I saw a post about a guy trying out for America's Got Talent.  There are several post of similar nature and most of us are in awe at the raw talent of so many people out there...  they're doing what they love and bring happiness, joy and goodness to this world that is otherwise in such turmoil.  This was different, this hit home.  Whether he heard it or not, he got the one thing I failed to achieve or receive, and it burned me to the core.

The guy, Marty Brown, just a good ole boy from Kentucky, came on stage to sing a song.  He didn't have previous knowledge that he was on his way there to sing, his wife manipulated (in a good way) to get him there because she thought that this is what he needed to be doing.

He sang a song that he said he sings to his wife...  an amazing song, the words are probably what every woman wants to hear from their man....

He sang the words most of us guys really want to sing, but don't have the talent to sing it. Most of us can only try to play the part so she knows. I've tried, and I failed miserably. Those that know me personally or know my situation, know I have failed multiple times... miserably with a broken heart each time. I have screwed up more than one can imagine. I have tried harder than anyone cares. The reasons don't seem to matter, the shattered me is alone and all that's left. You see, in the video above, Marty sings with passion... maybe not the best singer in the world, but that doesn't matter to me. I don't care that I have been told I can't sing, I can act with the same passion he had, even thought I can't sing. What matters is how he got there and the passion he had for what he loved... he just happened to find success. First in life, now through singing. I don't know the words to the song... but I know the words his wife spoke off stage after he sang. Immediately welled up and with an ache in the pit of my stomach, I had just heard the words yearned for for so many years. I felt as if my failed reality came to the surface as she said, "I'm so proud of him". I know they were not just words, I know he felt them, I just always wanted to be like Marty.