I am so happy that it is a 3 day weekend. I need this 3 day weekend. My cousin is graduating tommorow. My cousin and I grew up together... Basically.. And he is finally gonna be a Fullerton Grad. He will be walking at CSUF tommorow. Following after the footsteps of his hero and hyung, D.Fevah.
I am going to Le Nozze di Figaro (Marriage of Figaro) tomorow. My favorite opera by Mozart. But my favorite opera of all time is La Traviata. Today on the way to work I was listening to "Di Provenza il Mar il suol". Which mean Provence by sea and land. My father intruduced me to this song. It is from La Traviata.
Alfredo, who is madly in love with a French prostitute Violetta is running to find her when Alfredo's Father Giorgio sings him the song "di Provenza il Mar, il suol". Trying to convince his son not to run after the courtesan, Reminding him how great life in Provence was. But of course ALfredo runs after her... Later She gets accepted by the father and yet sadly she dies.... The last words of the Opera is when the Father (Giorgio) yells out "Violetta... My daughter..." as ALfredo sing sings in agony.
Yeah How sad is that? Well this song reminded me today of my father... Some of you might know the weird relationship that I have with my pops...
here he is as a young man. I've posted this pic before. But that is him. Before he was married. Young and not afraid of anything. But now he is old and I see that he has become an old man. No longer is he the fearless pwerful man that I once knew. It saddens me that he is so much weaker. I talked with him the other day.... he sounded the same... But though the voice has not changed, he sounded weaker.... I am not sure if that makes sense.
Here he is now...
Strange that I say this.... But I miss my pops.