Tuesday, April 16, 2013

My "Mom" Song


My Mom with Her 4 Sons and Daughter

Dear Parishioners,

It was about this time last year when I introduced to you a song that I had written.  Please indulge me for a moment while I familiarize you again with the details.

Each month, when I have a day or two off, I spend some time with my mother at her condo at the Jersey shore.  She and I have grown rather close over the years, especially since the passing of my father in 1995.  We have vacationed together, enjoyed many dinners and shows out and about, and simply talk about everything and anything.

While I was visiting mom one Tuesday afternoon, my sister arrived at my mom’s home with her youngest son.  He was cranky after just getting up from a nap and I watched as Cathy held him, tried to cheer him up and simply gave him her time and attention.  The moment was priceless as I looked at the young mom (my sister Cathy) take care of her two year old and the slightly older mom spend her time with her fifty-two year old son.

On the way back to my rectory I thought about the experience and I wanted somehow to capture this moment.  I also thought of a very special image of a Mother to me—the icon of Our Lady of Perpetual Help.  I give a brief description of the icon’s meaning:

It represents the Mother of God holding the Divine Child while the Archangels Michael and Gabriel are presenting  Him the instruments of His Passion. . . . His passion is represented by angels holding instruments of His passion, most often the cross, the lance, the sponge, and the nails. . . . The Child Jesus is shown with an adult face and a high brow, indicating His divine Mind of infinite intelligence.  As God, He knew that the angelic apparition was prophetic of His future passion.  Yet in His human nature as a small child, He is frightened and runs to His Mother for protection.  Our Lady hastily picks Him up and clasps Him to her bosom.  This action is indicated by the fact that the Lord’s right foot is nervously curled about the left ankle and in such haste that His right sandal has become loosened and hangs by a single strap.   Further action is indicated by the way the Child Jesus clasps His Mother’s right hand with both of His, holding tightly to Our Lady’s thumb. (Catholic News Agency)



A song began to come to my mind while driving in my car with a simple melody and lyrics that I thought just about anyone could sing—especially a young child.  When I arrived at my rectory, I put my words to paper and sang the basic tune into my smart phone, using an app that I had on my phone for recording messages and talks.

With the help of my friend Julie Linn, the music/choir director and vocalist from my former parish and Scott Armato, whose creative genius was responsible for the piano accompaniment and harmonies, the song Mom took its current shape. It is sung by select children from five different schools combined into a single choir, now called Pure Jerzy Kidz. The students come from five South Jersey schools:  Edgarton Christian Academy, Newfield; Cleary Elementary School, Buena; Main Road School, Franklinville; St. Joseph's Regional School, Somers Point; and Joy D. Miller School, Egg Harbor Township.
  
The song is meant to honor all moms with the inspiration coming from three moms in particular:  my own mother, my sister Cathy and Mary, the Mother of God.

The song is now available on iTunes, Amazon, Google Play and other digital music stores.  It is available as a CD single.  In addition, a music video recently premiered on YouTube.

Fr. Ed Namiotka
Pastor




These are the lyrics to my song:

MOM

She wipes away my tear;
Provides a listening ear;
Her smile’s a work of art;
She holds me in her heart.

When I think about her, such joy comes to my face.
Everything about her is filled with love and grace.
She’s the one I run to in times both thick and thin.
            She’s my best friend
            Like no other
            She’s my mother!

She shows me how to love,
Tells me ‘bout God above.
Finds sunshine in the rain,
Kisses away all pain.

When I think about her, such joy comes to my face.
Everything about her is filled with love and grace.
She’s the one I run to in times both thick and thin.
            She’s my best friend
            Like no other
            She’s my mother!

Having a real bad day,
She makes it all okay!
Whenever I’m afraid
The worries quickly fade.

When I think about her, such joy comes to my face.
Everything about her is filled with love and grace.
She’s the one I run to in times both thick and thin.
            She’s my best friend
            Like no other

            She’s a godsend,
            That's my mother!

            She’s my best friend
            Like no other
            She’s my mom!


            ©2012  Edward F. Namiotka

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