Brown Eyed Girl

One of my favorite songs is “Brown Eyed Girl” by Van Morrison.  I have loved this song forever.  There are a few reasons.  First, when I was younger, we went on a giant family ski trip.  I think we had something like 30 people jammed into six hotel rooms.  One night we all got together and played music my uncle had brought.  Sure enough, my song came on.  As a brown eyed girl, it always felt like MY song.  I have a few aunts who have brown eyes (they are a minority on my mom’s side) and we all danced around and sung the song to our hearts content.  In that moment, I forgot about all the other stuff and just enjoyed being with my family.  In that moment I fit in and my brown eyes were celebrated.

As I got older and learned about genes, I learned that one of my parents had to have brown eyes.  It would have been genetically impossible for me to have them if both parents had blue eyes.  So that song was my connection to them.  If I had brown eyes, there was a pretty good shot that NeverTooLate had them too.  She was a “Brown Eyed Girl” too.  I always imagined that if she had kept me, we’d dance around singing this song together, celebrating our brown eyes.  I could never do that with my mom.  It was always about me, not about us.  We were different in that way too.

I was love when my shuffle sends me songs that I need to hear.  Sometimes I think someone is up there planning my shuffle playlist.  Oh, and I was so pissed at Prom when they played an edited version.  We all know they were making love in the green grass.  Get over it.