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Saint Marys Waterfront

Sometimes, it’s a little difficult to find peace with a four year old in tow. However, for both of us, the waterfront near our home is our place to connect with nature and to find that peace.  I love that place. It will always have a place in my heart because of the peace that comes when I’m there. I’m a water person anyway but to be in an area that has gentle winds, small crashing waves and beautiful weather on repeat is something that draws me in immediately.

Perhaps one of the reasons why is because I remembered hearing that I had something in common with my grandfather whom I’ve never met. I remember the story clearly. I was at my aunt’s house and she caught me singing “Sittin’ On The Dock Of The Bay” by Otis Redding with the radio. She mentioned to me that it was my grandfather’s favorite song.  Being that I had never met him, I found it pretty cool to have that tie to him and ever since, I’ve quietly enjoyed that bond.

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Dock at Saint Marys Waterfront

And so, I spent my Monday at the waterfront finding my peace of mind, some tranquility and a newfound respect for the song. I find it’s pretty cool to have that connection with someone I’ve never met but is partially responsible for my existence. I knew that at some point, we might have had some similarities but to one for a fact and to remember it while at the waterfront is cause for gratefulness for my presence and wonderment.  I wonder what kind of man he was and if he would have been proud of the woman I’ve become.  How would he take to my husband and his would be great-grandchild lingered on my mind as well as would he have fished from this very dock or even loved this area as I do now.  No matter how much I would have appreciated knowing my grandfather at some point in time, I do love the fact that I share a song and a possible similar respect for this part of nature.

So in his honor, I’m going to post the lyrics to Sittin’ On The Dock Of The Bay by Otis Redding.  I know it seems like a depressing song but it’s really one of peace knowing that at the end of the day, things will still be the same. The ships will leave but they’ll be back. The tide will leave, but it will return too.   The author of this song might have left one coast (ironic that I’m in Georgia and this dude left here for San Francisco, which we left California for here) for another but still found the same thing happening there.  Basically put, the more things change, the more they stay the same. So you might as well deal with whatever, wherever you are at the time because changing locations may not make a difference.

I’ll take this lesson and apply it to my life. It’s appropriate and so needed right now. As for you, until next time, think about how your past meets your present and what lessons is it teaching you that you can apply to your life.


Sittin’ On The Dock Of The Bay
Sittin’ in the mornin’ sun
I’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ come
Watching the ships roll in
And then I watch ’em roll away again, yeah
I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the ‘Frisco bay
Cause I’ve had nothing to live for
And look like nothin’s gonna come my way
So I’m just gonna sit on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time
Look like nothing’s gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can’t do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I’ll remain the same, yes
Sittin’ here resting my bones
And this loneliness won’t leave me alone
It’s two thousand miles I roamed
Just to make this dock my home
Now, I’m just gonna sit at the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Oooo-wee, sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time
Written by Steve Cropper, Otis Redding • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group

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