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February 7, 2009

Cowgirls Don't Cry

I tend to clean to country music- I try not to sing along, but most of the time after humming the words quietly for threw a few songs...I simply turn into Reba McEntire.

This morning while I was cleaning the kitchen and fixing Little Miss an early lunch- she began demanding chicken nuggets and fries at about 10:55am- the song that always gets me came on the CMT countdown. Brooks'n'Dunn's "Cowgirls Don't Cry" gets me every time- no matter how many times I listen to it, the song will always end with me in tears.

It reminds me so much of my dad and I. He taught me how to ride- he taught me not to cry over the small stuff because nothing was worth my tears. I can hear him saying, "Don't cry, honey" as I type this.

This was the first time I'd actually allowed myself to watch the video- the song tears me up so bad, I figured the video would cause a serious meltdown. Not only did it remind me of my dad and I...but it was us- and at the end (except for the father passing away) it was me and Little Miss.

Here, just watch it... ;)

4 comments:

  1. Loved it. I watched the whole video! I have songs like that about me and Mom. For instance, Sugarland's "Baby Girl"...love you!

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  2. I don't even really know you outside of your blog/myspace...Well I was listening to the country station on Sirius a few weeks ago and this song came on. I immediatly thought of you b/c you love horses so much! I wondered if your Dad taught you to ride when you were a little girl like in the song. That is so wierd that I thought of you and then you wrote this on the blog, crazyness! Take care :)

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  3. We need to fix that, Mrs. Tara!! Next time I'm in town, let's grab Cory & Alex & go do some kiddie stuff!!

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  4. You know I was on my way to get Daddy some o.j. tonight with Zorro and we were listening to our favorite country station and yes Cowgirls came on, well I cried and sang in the parking lot at Food-a-rama and Zorro seemed to understand, at least the part about driving and singing too loudly. I remembered every trip to Benson and every parade and every attempt to do rodeo tricks and I cried so hard people were looking at me but I don't care cause "cowgirls do cry" I love you Mama

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