erinclairyoga

My father was a big fan of The Doobie Brothers. He also died of cirrhosis of the liver when I was 24. I was bitter and numb about his death for so many reasons. Mostly, though, I was hurt because I felt that he didn't love me enough or he would have fought harder to stick around. On the way home from his funeral, this song came on the radio. I smiled because it reminded me of happy memories of him. Over the next few months after his death, the song kept popping up in random places, like at the grocery store or at the dentist. It felt like a message from my dad. As I hummed along each time, I felt a loving glow from him, and my bitterness and hurt began to melt away. I began to see him as merely a human being who did the very best he could, just like any of us. After all, "what a fool believes, he sees"--and aren't we all fools in different ways? Be gentle with each other, friends, and be gentle with yourself, because we are all fools with limited knowledge wandering about on earth for a short time. 

Song: What a Fool Believes

Artist: The Doobie Brothers

Flow Creator: @erinclairyoga

Approver: Anna Herz