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Monday, August 28, 2006

Antnie



I have been playing that cd over and over again. Anthony Hamilton, I just can't stop listening to it. I can hear and feel what Antnie is saying. He sings with such passion and he brings me right there in his songs. Although most of his songs are talking about some women leaving him, I feel like she is leaving me too.


Hey Bay! is how my husband greets me as he walks through the door picking up bit and pieces of verses from a song blasting on the CD player. This is my motivational instrument I use to get any housework done. I fix he and I a plate of fried fish and potato salad and we sit down and eat together listening to songs. "Imma mess right now, I can't eat can't sleep...." he duets with Antnie. Then he says to me, "Whew shit! I been there Antnie. Couldn't eat or sleep" as if he were talking to the singer himself. Maybe it was a case of mistaken idenity or maybe it didn't matter who he was talking to, just the fact that he was brought back to that horrid place in his life. He then goes on to resurrect the incident with a place and time in his past. "Yeah, that shit was cold." I say. For a minute I sympathize with him because that's what he needed. Then he tells of how his heartache turned blessing was God's way of giving him what he really wanted and needed, me.



Funny thing is.... even though I feel Antnie...I never experienced the heartache of someone voluntarily leaving me. I just happened to be there for someone who has.