As a songwriter, I've received many requests to write for
many situations.
The requests are sometimes silly, sometimes very corporate
and sometimes about life's realities. This particular request
for an original song was by far the hardest order I've ever
had to fulfill.
Now I don't mean difficult in the creative sense -- the words
and music flowed as quickly as I could write them -- but so
did the tears.
You see, I was asked to write about losing a pet. Instantly,
I was catapulted back to my very own losses.
Freda, a beautiful German Shepherd and childhood companion,
then Sam, who looked just like Benji and with whom I'd spent
months nursing back to health after a stroke, only to lose
him to a rattlesnake. Finally, there was my precious Golden
Retriever puppy, Norton, who at 6 months died of a rare neurological
illness. I also thought about my two wonderful dogs I have
now and how they are reaching their elder years.
I wanted to write something that would both honor the memory
of a precious pet and yet help the pet owner to heal. I wanted
to write something that a friend or relative could give as
a gesture of kindness.
With the lyrics and my version of the music completed, I
handed the song over to my husband Edo, who I knew would create
his magical soundtrack for me to sing to. I could hear from
his studio just how beautiful the music was becoming, and
I was getting increasingly worried about how I was ever going
to get through the vocal part of the recording session. It
was my turn now -- the "record" button was pressed.
I took a deep breath and sang the first line. "I had
to say goodbye today, to the dearest friend I've known".
"Stop tape!" Tears had already begun to flow and
my voice was all choked up.
Trying to lighten my emotions, I said to Edo, "Did you
have to embellish the music so well?" So, he tried turning
off some of the violin tracks to hopefully take some of the
emotional sting out, but it didn't seem to help much. After
multiple takes of mostly blubbering, I told him I needed a
break. So I sat down, closed my eyes, and just became completely
quiet inside.
I didn't have the strength to do this on my own, I thought
to myself. Then, I silently surrendered this whole situation
over to a power greater than mine. After a few minutes, I
opened my eyes and with a newfound focus gave this vocal all
I had.
I did it! I made it through!
Oh, there were a few leftover emotional rough spots but they
could be fixed after the fact if need be. I breathed a sigh
of relief that my part on "So Hard To Say Goodbye"
was complete. Edo then came through the door from the studio,
and I saw the tears streaming down his cheeks. The song had
really gotten to him too, but fortunately I couldn't see his
face while I was recording.
Drained but relieved, I opened the door to leave the vocal
booth and there with her nose pushed up against the door was
my yellow lab, Amy. She had probably been there the whole
time listening, as she frequently does when I sing. Looking
up at me with those kind eyes and wagging every part of her
body that would wag, I sat down on the floor next to her,
and wrapped my arms around her big neck.
Closing my eyes again, I realized I'd been given a gift greater
than just "making it through" this session and that
was finding the power in stillness and the power of surrender
-- each incredibly strong and always there if we'll pause
and just "look".
For that I gave a deep heartfelt "thanks".
Shelly is an award winning
songwriter/singer who wrote and performed the opening
song on the "Pet Tales" CD. She has also had
a story featured on "Miracle Pets".
You may purchase her songs at http://www.songimages.com. |
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