You are my sunshine, My only sunshine, You make me happy, when skies are grey. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you, so please don’t take my sunshine away. – Jimmy Davis/Charles Mitchell
Danielle and I enjoyed a movie not too long ago, “Trouble with the Curve” with Clint Eastwood and Amy Adams. Clint’s character is a widower, and in one scene he visit’s his wife grave He sings these same lyrics to his departed wife. Since then, Danielle and I have, at random times and for no specific reason, taken to singing these same lyrics to each other.
In today’s culture, we tend to just listen to the most popular of phrases. I had never heard the lyrics for the whole song. So I looked up the second verse, which is as follows:
The other night dear, As I lay sleeping, I dreamt I help you in my arms. When I awoke dear, I was mistaken, So I hung my head down and cried.
Emotional confession time. We sang the first verse to each other last night for some unknown reason (always the best reason in my mind). When Danielle looked at me, my eyes had filled with tears She wanted to know why, and I had to admit; Danielle really is my sunshine. When I think of those words in regards to my wife, I realize how much I do love her and can’t handle the thought of a life without her. But I also can’t help but contemplate that as a possibility. Why? Because I’m morbid? No, because I’m human, and I know each of us has a finite amount of time on this world.
It makes me appreciate each and every moment I have to spend with Danielle. I never know when God will call either of us home to be with Him, and I will live my life as if each day will be my last. Which means that each day I will also live as if it’s my last day with Danielle, making the most of each moment, and never forgetting to always remind her that I love her, and how much I love her. She brightens my day. She really is my sunshine.