When I get where I'm going
On the far side of the sky
The first thing that I'm gonna do
Is spread my wings and fly
I'm gonna land beside a lion
And run my fingers through his mane
Or I might find out what it's like
To ride a drop of rain
(Chorus:)
Yeah when I get where I'm going
There'll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah when I get where I'm going
Don't cry for me down here
I'm gonna walk with my grand daddy
And he'll match me step for step
And I'll tell him how I missed him
Every minute since he left
Then I'll hug his neck
(Chorus)
So much pain and so much darkness
In this world we stumble through
All these questions I can't answer
So much work to do
But when I get where I'm going
And I see my maker's face
I'll stand forever in the light
Of his amazing grace
Yeah when I get where I'm going
There'll be only happy tears
Hallelujah
I will love and have no fear
When I get where I'm going
Yeah when I get where I'm going
Ok - so it's sappy to let a country song touch you. It's sad to cry over something like that. But, this hit home for me. It actually gave me some comfort because I have never fully recovered from the death of my father. I watched the video of people holding photos of their loved ones (some famous) and tears streamed. It was like a release - not closure, but a release. Occasionally I need to cry it out.
Then, I pulled out a layout that I did about 3 years ago about my dad. Thought I'd share it here. Some of my friends have already seen it. It's not the best design but it conveyed what I felt and still do.

Sometimes it just feels good to get it out.















































