My Way.....Which is really His Way... youll have to read through to understand =) sorry about the length.... I hope its worth the read. Le the records show.... I took the blows and did it My Way...... This is dedicated to David Luzio, and all the marching band members especially the ones I marched right next to who are my fellow brothers for life- Alan Ganger Greg BishopJohn WithrowNick Tomashot and to my dad whos been gone way too long.... 29 years...Lets do this My Way shall we? Corp- ten hut :) When I was a little girl my dad took me to see Elvis Presley sing and Ferrante and Teicher play the piano; the only two concerts I was permitted to go to growing up. Music has and will always be an enormous part of my life because yes, I was and still am a band nerd and would not change it for the world. Looking up at my dad when Elvis sang My Way a certain look came over his face, his shoulders went back, his head went up and I would have sworn his eyes got watery. Then our junior year in high school Mr. David T as we all still loving call him. David Luzio had us play in marching band the song My Way. We all thought are you crazy? Really? My Way? I can remember Mr. Luzios face to this day when he was telling us the songs we would be marching to that year and the look on his face when he spoke of My Way. His hands were waving through the air, his feet were tapping, he held his shoulders back, stood tall and flipped his famous black hair, back and grinned from ear to ear because he saw his design of what he was about to embark his approximately 260 band color guard kids to do that year. The excitement that man showed that first day scared the baheebeee jeebies out of the rest of us.... what in the world was he going to have us do that was His Way during My Way? Oh lordy...... What Mr. Luzio did with Carroll High School marching band and color guard was beyond phenomenal!!! While playing and marching the field during My Way at the crescendo (see I really did pay attention Mr. Luzio) =) but at the crescendo when all you saw was this pretty little design on the field and its soft and pretty and building and building and building... BOOM!!! there was a shape of a star rolling down the field with the flags twirling, spinning their beautiful glory and 260 snot nose little kids holding their heads high, shoulders back, PROUDLY wearing our triangle hats, our red-white and blue uniforms, huffing, puffing and pouring their hearts out through their instruments, and spinning the hell out of those flags til their arms hurt and were about to fall off. We COMMANDED attention as we were a group to be reckoned with because we were so very proud and we were doing it His Way which was My Way. We got standing ovation after standing ovation. Our parents, our fellow students, parents from the visiting football team were standing in awe when Mike Withrow and Ken Brun and Amy Barnett Dan England did the drum roll to march us off the field led by Andy Poole and Mary Sammons Jobe. We WERE the Marching Band of Carroll High School!!! Directed by our beloved Mr. David T. My mom told me that at the performances my dad would hold his head up and be proud of us. Ahhh.... I remember that look from my dad. The one with his held head high, shoulders back and a tear in his eye. The same look Mr. Luzio had when we played the song. That look..... that look.... I was cut extremely short of ever seeing that look again from my dad as he passed away when I was 20 and we played My Way for my dad because he had a way of doing things His Way. He was a rough tough grizzly bear on the outside and a soft cuddly bear on the inside. His hand was strong but firm - I ought to know it hit my back side more than once.... lol!! My dad was an entrepreneur, a giver, persistent, strict but proud man who never ever gave up and I swear he had more faith in God, in his little pinky than I have ever had in my entire life. He stood firm that God would be there and pull everyone through. That God had a reason for the Xenia Tornado and a reason other things happened and we are not to question God. Yeah... I never got the memo on that one :) sorry.... but my fathers displayed his faith in God through his daily actions of going to church every day- and I swear my dad went every day at 7:30 mass at St. Brigid. Said he couldnt start his day without it. But when dad did things that we thought were My Way which we all joked were his way, I know understand that My Way was actually His Way and the words, and the meaning of this song embark an entire new meaning and adventure about to begin today. Today, I am about to embark on a new adventure in my life with the beta launch of a company A Voice 4 U. This has been three years in the making and the time has arrived to do it My Way. But what is My Way? My Way is really His Way. I did not have any desire to start, run, operate a new company in any way shape form or manner. I was thinking of retirement-not starting something new, but God told me I had to do this. After arguing and fussing with God I said fine, have it Your Way, Ill do it. And through this journey every time I wanted to do it My Way God said oh no, youll do it MY Way.... trust me God said. And the words Elvis sung stood out even more..... But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out.I faced it all and I stood tall... My dad, Mr. Luzio.... I now get it.... when others told them; they couldnt or wouldnt or shouldnt but did because they knew they were to be doing it they were able to have the faith that they were doing the right thing and were able to stand tall.....that look...... ahhh.... I get it.... they had that look because they had faith that it would all work out....not sure how..... but it would.... funny thats what I just went through with A Voice 4 U... the last three years my faith has been strengthened in a way I never thought possible by doing it My Way.... which is really His Way..... As some of you know I have had a rough life, some would call it a life of hell. Trust me I have called it that with all the loss I have endured in my life and other things so when the song sings: Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried. Ive had my fill; my share of losing.And now, as tears subside,I find it all so amusing.. I do find it amusing to look back at my life and see when I had my faith things went so much better and that all the times I thought I was going to self destruct and never pull through this tragedy or that tragedy of life along came God and turned my mess ups, my blunders, my ashes into His beauty. He took My Way and made things His Way to give glory back to Him and He was able to make beautiful music out of my B flats and F sharps.... and let me tell you there were some really bad F sharps... lol!! =) But God took all that and made it come together to form beautiful music and let the blunders twinkle like a star..... even a star on the football field..... Again as the song sings; regrets, Ive had a few and there were time Im sure you knew when I bit off more than I could chew.... Lordy, did I!! And I thought A Voice 4 U was one big huge ass bite and what the heck was I doing. But when I kneel and I have kneeled and bowed more in the last three years asking for wisdom, guidance and direction on which way God wants this to go and trying my best to do it His Way I have learned the greatest lesson of faith and unconditional love. God really does love us and wants the best for us and if we do things His Way they truly do become My Way. So as I end this story and pull it all together Remember shoulders back today, head held high, chest out and go out and sing YOUR song, the one that God intended you to sing or play. Go out and walk to the beat of your own drum, the one that God intended you to walk to. But in doing so remember to have faith. Faith in Him, and Faith in yourself!! You can do it!! You WILL do it!! Just stop long enough to take a deep breath, hold your head up and look to the sky- where youll find your own star. Let it twinkle- YOU BE THAT STAR!!! That God intended you to be!! You CAN do this!! You MUST do this! There is only ONE very unique you- there will never be another one. God created you to do something special- very special with your life whether its to be a shoulder for someone to cry on, or a hand to hold, or a daddy like mine, or a music director who touched the lives of thousands, whatever your music is, whatever your beat is, play it well, play it loud, play it soft but get out there and play the game of life. YOUR life. The life God intended and let the records show.... I took the blows.... And did it My Way.... which are now His Ways..... Yes, it was My Way...... Mr. David T- thanks for so many lessons in life- we appreciate you. Dad-protect me from above--- here we go....lets do this.... My Way....... Love you!! Miss You.... Your little girl....George........ Have a Fabulous Friday everyone and get out there and do things My Way.... Be blessed!! Enjoy the song below!! ((hugs)) n love to all.....xoxoxo........ https://youtube/watch?v=PP8HO9TGkbw
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 12:52:26 +0000