As I sit here, in my compression hose and carpal tunnel hand brace, and as Keith is off at the movies watching RocknRolla without me, I can't help but feel as though I'm getting a glimpse into my future.
Don't get me wrong and don't worry, this is not going to be a post about how I am giving up the freedoms of being a young, married adult because of the upcoming birth of my first child...on the contrary. You see, I sometimes like spending nights alone. I must admit, if you were to rewind to exactly a year ago, and if I were in the exact same situation, I'd probably be very unhappy if not pretty depressed. Not only because I would be wearing compression hose and a hand brace for no reason, but because at that time I felt that I always had to be doing something. I always had to be with someone. I'm not sure that the imminent birth of Indiana is making me love alone time because I know somewhere in the back of my mind that I may not experience it for a while, or if I've just changed because of the pregnancy. Whether it's because I can't stand to be out late at night anymore, or that I can't sit through a movie in the theatre without running to the bathroom at least twice, I find that lately I've just preferred staying home and sometimes preferred even being alone.
"What do you do while you're alone?" you ask? Well, let me just tell you. About 30% of my alone time is spent reading online or in a book about different ailments I feel I'm suffering. Tonight, I tried to look up "quickened heartbeat" on a website called whattoexpect.com which is all about pregnancy. Half way through the search, I quit because I thought whatever I found would just make me more anxious thus quickening my heartbeat even further. 55% of my alone time is spent searching through old journals or gallon-sized zip lock bags full of pictures from the past. About a month ago, I hit the jackpot and found several ooollllddd pictures of all of us in college...at the pool, at Bennigan's (yeah, they're that old)...on the 1st day back from time spent apart. Lots of great memories. And still another chunk of my time is spent in front of the mirror, picking my face...gross, but true. I've found that my nose has even gained weight.
I wonder if in a year or so from tonight, I'll miss being alone...or if I won't even remember what life was without little Indiana.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
I'm not a blogger, I'm a mother
I keep visiting my own blog thinking that when i come here, i'll actually post something. So i decided this time that i'm actually going to do it.
As most of my avid readers know, I'm soon having a baby. He's due January 13th and we're naming him Indiana Matthew Ramos Krepcho. I already know that this is going to be the best thing that's ever happened to me. Right up there with marrying Keith. I just can't believe what pregnancy does to you. There have been so many weird changes and things that I've had to get used to being pregnant.
Keith has been amazing through it all. In the first few months, he treated me like a queen, he still does. Going out at night to buy me Schlotzky's or Twix bars. He's been reading and reading about what is happening with our baby from week to week, and a book called, On Becoming Baby Wise
(not a link). I am so glad to be having children with Keith. He seems to be so committed already to the idea and responsibility of fatherhood.
We've moved back to Va beach and are living with my parents which has been just amazing. Of course, we'd really love to be in our own place, but it just hasn't worked out that way. We've also been looking for a job for Keith, one with benefits and good pay. These things sort of keep me up at night because I get worried about how we'll survive once this baby is born. But I know, and it's been proven that God provides.
All I can think about is this baby and how much I love him already. I wonder what he'll look like, what his temperament will be, what he'll be interested in when he gets older. Who he'll marry. I can't wait!
As most of my avid readers know, I'm soon having a baby. He's due January 13th and we're naming him Indiana Matthew Ramos Krepcho. I already know that this is going to be the best thing that's ever happened to me. Right up there with marrying Keith. I just can't believe what pregnancy does to you. There have been so many weird changes and things that I've had to get used to being pregnant.
Keith has been amazing through it all. In the first few months, he treated me like a queen, he still does. Going out at night to buy me Schlotzky's or Twix bars. He's been reading and reading about what is happening with our baby from week to week, and a book called, On Becoming Baby Wise
(not a link). I am so glad to be having children with Keith. He seems to be so committed already to the idea and responsibility of fatherhood.
We've moved back to Va beach and are living with my parents which has been just amazing. Of course, we'd really love to be in our own place, but it just hasn't worked out that way. We've also been looking for a job for Keith, one with benefits and good pay. These things sort of keep me up at night because I get worried about how we'll survive once this baby is born. But I know, and it's been proven that God provides.
All I can think about is this baby and how much I love him already. I wonder what he'll look like, what his temperament will be, what he'll be interested in when he gets older. Who he'll marry. I can't wait!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Baby Brother II
Julia recently posted a blog titled Poor Baby Brother which you should read, it sparked an interesting notion in me that I feel is very relevant to today's young couple and to today's younger parents.
The post is originally about our younger brother Sam who has been criticized lately by our parents on his fashion sense and extreme concern about his image. Later in the blog, Julia brings up an interesting question, that I cannot help but address. She says,
"... i began to question how i would raise my kids. There are so many parents out there that allow their kids to discover life on their own. to do the whole piercing thing...to do the whole colored hair thing...to find their own faith and to embrace it. But as an adult...knowing that life would probably be less complicated if i just allow him/her do what they want...how do you make your kids understand the importance of order and instill the values that have gotten you through life just all right. in my opinion...style is less important than the condition of their hearts. what is truth to me and how much of that am i supposed to make my kid believe. am i supposed to make them? As a christian...how do i allow my kids to find it and make it real to themselves than just something their family believed in or something that i'm forcing down my kids' throats.
is it the amount of time you spend with your kids or is it how much you allow them to hang out with their friends? i don't think i would dress and act the way i do if my mom hadn't nagged as much as she did. i have a feeling in a few years, sam will thank her for stopping him from looking like a tool."
I thought about this question, and I've seen several examples of each type of parenting. There's the parent who force feeds every single truth about life down their child's throat. In the end, this child is usually the one who goes berserk and ends up going off the deep end. On the other hand, there's the parent who claims that their child is their best friend, "we do everything together, I let her have a drink if she's in MY house..." or "I let her boyfriend stay the night in her room because I trust her..." Which I feel is a totally unhealthy relationship and sort of insane. And then there's the parents who are sort of in between- trying to think about what would be easiest for themselves- how could I raise this kid in a way that will still allow me to keep my own lifestyle? Of course there are loads of parents in between.
Sam is a great kid. I regret that I don't know him as well as a I should, being away from home for the past 8 to 10 years and all...but from what I get to see every summer and Christmas, he is really great. He's funny, smart, talented, good looking, great with people, great with little kids, he understands humor, he Loves the Lord, I could go on and on. He and Julia grew up in a different "Ramos Era" than Arianne and I did. When Arianne and I were their ages, we were still playing kickball with lines of dirt in our necks (more like Sam's age, not julia's). We wore what was bought for us by our mother from the Navy Exchange- or hand-me-downs from ladies in the church or our Auntie Loida. We wore what fit and what we could find.
Our family is a family that is somewhat concerned with image. We like to dress nice because I think we feel nice. That is to say that I'm not sure I agree with Julia's idea that style is not really what matters, what matters more is what is on the inside. Yes, to an extent, but I think more that we dress the way we do because it is what is on the inside. If i feel great, i'll wear a dress and heels to work, if I'm in a foul mood, I'll wear a baggy t-shirt and mom jeans to the movies (not our mom but you know...'mom' jeans as a general statement). I don't have a problem with our family being that way, but I think we dress and look the way we do because there is a certain sense of pride that we have. I realize this may sound arrogant or what have you, but it's true. So not only is Sam growing up in a different "Ramos Era" but he's going through a stage that ALL people go through, the stage of awkwardness when you're constantly worried about how you look, or who your friends are, or what girl or guy likes you at the moment. He's just going through it in a heightened sense. He's our only boy, he's the youngest, and he's got Julia as an older sister! Julia- the Ramos family stylist.
Now, when it comes to the question of how I will raise my own children. I feel that the lifestyle of a parent should be included (as it has come to be in mostly christian circles) as a choice in the discussion of careers. I have high respect for women who proudly say "I'm a full time mother." That's the way parenting was intended to be, I believe in mothers staying at home with their young children. I believe in spanking a child when they do something wrong, I believe in family night, I believe in prayer and family devotions. I believe in house rules, I believe in do's and don't's. But i also believe, that if a child does not understand obedience and authority, all of these things will never happen. The child will not know the value of these things because they are not taught about them.
It may seem that my parents are telling Sam what or what not to wear...but they do it because they know in 5 months, Sam's gonna look back and say, "really?? a think band and a comb??" They also know what a respectable person looks like, or what THEY expect their son to look like. They have authority in this matter. They have raised him, disciplined him, fed him, cared for him, provided for him...as they did with all of us.
I think that children understand this sort of authority and obedience in the example that we give them in taking care of them. Parents have an obligation to take care of their children...the obligation is to the child, but it is ultimately to the Lord. John Piper gave a very convicting sermon about how "Marriage is for making babies...children of God." Yes, marriage is about being fruitful and multiplying, but its also about making more worshipers of Christ! When I think of that, I want to start having babies right away and raising them in the way of the Lord so that all of this stuff will be instilled in them. It may not make the road they travel smooth and paved with golden bricks or whatever, but I assume it would help. Loving your child in the way God intended will produce a healthy, thriving, biblical relationship. I know it's difficult to say, and I have no way of knowing the hardships of parenthood, because sadly, I am not yet a mother, but I truly believe this.
Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.- prov. 22:6
He may not see it now, but Sam has got it made.
The post is originally about our younger brother Sam who has been criticized lately by our parents on his fashion sense and extreme concern about his image. Later in the blog, Julia brings up an interesting question, that I cannot help but address. She says,
"... i began to question how i would raise my kids. There are so many parents out there that allow their kids to discover life on their own. to do the whole piercing thing...to do the whole colored hair thing...to find their own faith and to embrace it. But as an adult...knowing that life would probably be less complicated if i just allow him/her do what they want...how do you make your kids understand the importance of order and instill the values that have gotten you through life just all right. in my opinion...style is less important than the condition of their hearts. what is truth to me and how much of that am i supposed to make my kid believe. am i supposed to make them? As a christian...how do i allow my kids to find it and make it real to themselves than just something their family believed in or something that i'm forcing down my kids' throats.
is it the amount of time you spend with your kids or is it how much you allow them to hang out with their friends? i don't think i would dress and act the way i do if my mom hadn't nagged as much as she did. i have a feeling in a few years, sam will thank her for stopping him from looking like a tool."
I thought about this question, and I've seen several examples of each type of parenting. There's the parent who force feeds every single truth about life down their child's throat. In the end, this child is usually the one who goes berserk and ends up going off the deep end. On the other hand, there's the parent who claims that their child is their best friend, "we do everything together, I let her have a drink if she's in MY house..." or "I let her boyfriend stay the night in her room because I trust her..." Which I feel is a totally unhealthy relationship and sort of insane. And then there's the parents who are sort of in between- trying to think about what would be easiest for themselves- how could I raise this kid in a way that will still allow me to keep my own lifestyle? Of course there are loads of parents in between.
Sam is a great kid. I regret that I don't know him as well as a I should, being away from home for the past 8 to 10 years and all...but from what I get to see every summer and Christmas, he is really great. He's funny, smart, talented, good looking, great with people, great with little kids, he understands humor, he Loves the Lord, I could go on and on. He and Julia grew up in a different "Ramos Era" than Arianne and I did. When Arianne and I were their ages, we were still playing kickball with lines of dirt in our necks (more like Sam's age, not julia's). We wore what was bought for us by our mother from the Navy Exchange- or hand-me-downs from ladies in the church or our Auntie Loida. We wore what fit and what we could find.
Our family is a family that is somewhat concerned with image. We like to dress nice because I think we feel nice. That is to say that I'm not sure I agree with Julia's idea that style is not really what matters, what matters more is what is on the inside. Yes, to an extent, but I think more that we dress the way we do because it is what is on the inside. If i feel great, i'll wear a dress and heels to work, if I'm in a foul mood, I'll wear a baggy t-shirt and mom jeans to the movies (not our mom but you know...'mom' jeans as a general statement). I don't have a problem with our family being that way, but I think we dress and look the way we do because there is a certain sense of pride that we have. I realize this may sound arrogant or what have you, but it's true. So not only is Sam growing up in a different "Ramos Era" but he's going through a stage that ALL people go through, the stage of awkwardness when you're constantly worried about how you look, or who your friends are, or what girl or guy likes you at the moment. He's just going through it in a heightened sense. He's our only boy, he's the youngest, and he's got Julia as an older sister! Julia- the Ramos family stylist.
Now, when it comes to the question of how I will raise my own children. I feel that the lifestyle of a parent should be included (as it has come to be in mostly christian circles) as a choice in the discussion of careers. I have high respect for women who proudly say "I'm a full time mother." That's the way parenting was intended to be, I believe in mothers staying at home with their young children. I believe in spanking a child when they do something wrong, I believe in family night, I believe in prayer and family devotions. I believe in house rules, I believe in do's and don't's. But i also believe, that if a child does not understand obedience and authority, all of these things will never happen. The child will not know the value of these things because they are not taught about them.
It may seem that my parents are telling Sam what or what not to wear...but they do it because they know in 5 months, Sam's gonna look back and say, "really?? a think band and a comb??" They also know what a respectable person looks like, or what THEY expect their son to look like. They have authority in this matter. They have raised him, disciplined him, fed him, cared for him, provided for him...as they did with all of us.
I think that children understand this sort of authority and obedience in the example that we give them in taking care of them. Parents have an obligation to take care of their children...the obligation is to the child, but it is ultimately to the Lord. John Piper gave a very convicting sermon about how "Marriage is for making babies...children of God." Yes, marriage is about being fruitful and multiplying, but its also about making more worshipers of Christ! When I think of that, I want to start having babies right away and raising them in the way of the Lord so that all of this stuff will be instilled in them. It may not make the road they travel smooth and paved with golden bricks or whatever, but I assume it would help. Loving your child in the way God intended will produce a healthy, thriving, biblical relationship. I know it's difficult to say, and I have no way of knowing the hardships of parenthood, because sadly, I am not yet a mother, but I truly believe this.
Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.- prov. 22:6
He may not see it now, but Sam has got it made.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Musical Inspiration 2
FEIST WAS AMAZING ! i FINALLY got a chance to see my IDOL!
She gave such a well-rounded performance. Not only was i COMPLETELY taken by surprise by the power of her voice- the fullness, the range etc, and her skills on the guitar, it was also a beautiful show! She had these girls doing this artwork with light/overheads. Here's a video of mushaboom:
As good as the show was, we sort of had one of the craziest days of our lives yesterday... I took the day off so we could spend all day out there in dallas. We had planned to go see "Snow Angles" at the Angelika, but when we got there, we saw this:
so i had to do this:
wouldn't you?
Apparently, this was either the world premiere or a screening of the movie Expelled which opens this weekend. so we didn't actually get to see a movie. You should go see it!
Because we didn't get to see a movie, we decided to try and find something else to do. First we went to this mall, trying to kill time, but we couldn't spend money...so we try to just drive around to find something to do...we got lost, we ended up in the ghetto, we got sick from drinking too much Starbucks, Keith ran over a curb, there was traffic, we were driving around for HOURS and man it was CRAZY. but nonetheless, Feist made it worth it.
I need another day off!
She gave such a well-rounded performance. Not only was i COMPLETELY taken by surprise by the power of her voice- the fullness, the range etc, and her skills on the guitar, it was also a beautiful show! She had these girls doing this artwork with light/overheads. Here's a video of mushaboom:
As good as the show was, we sort of had one of the craziest days of our lives yesterday... I took the day off so we could spend all day out there in dallas. We had planned to go see "Snow Angles" at the Angelika, but when we got there, we saw this:
so i had to do this:
wouldn't you?
Apparently, this was either the world premiere or a screening of the movie Expelled which opens this weekend. so we didn't actually get to see a movie. You should go see it!
Because we didn't get to see a movie, we decided to try and find something else to do. First we went to this mall, trying to kill time, but we couldn't spend money...so we try to just drive around to find something to do...we got lost, we ended up in the ghetto, we got sick from drinking too much Starbucks, Keith ran over a curb, there was traffic, we were driving around for HOURS and man it was CRAZY. but nonetheless, Feist made it worth it.
I need another day off!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
clarification...
My previous post was in light of the events of my OWN life. I do not think that a pursuit of higher education is a bad thing. On the contrary, I still have a strong desire to get my masters, but not as strong as my desire to start my family.
What I really meant to say in my last post was that because of the transition Keith and I are about to face, and in light of the hardships that have been happening around us, I've been faced with the two "choices" to either start my family or continue in my education. And there have been so many things going on in my life around me that make me feel that starting a family may be what the Lord has for me in the near future- nearer than when I could possibly start my Masters. I look at Olivia and how big she's gotten and at Sam who is a completely different person, or Katie and Christie and what we've missed out on in their lives. Nana dying, our good friend's dad dying. And when I see all of these changes, and the suffering and the different things around me, I think I know what the answer is. The pursuit of my further education right now, in this season of my life would totally only be for me, myself, my own fulfillment. Whereas starting a family would probably be more meaningful and fulfilling to me. Not because I'd be a mother, but because this was the Lord's first commandment to man and woman. And I feel convicted in this because I thought for so long that having a baby would put an end to my career, or potential career. On the other side, I know that having a baby isn't the fix-all. It will totally change my life. It will put a new perspective on things.
I still have a strong desire to get my masters, but I think if I got it right now, the only reason I would would be because it was convenient, or because I felt I had to "seize the moment." I don't think the Lord would give me such strong desires for education, or such a talent and then never have me use those things. It's possible that God would allow me to do both or neither.
Please, don't get the wrong idea. Pursuit of knowledge is noble if it is the right knowledge and if it is for the glory of God. Someone could be a very brilliant brain surgeon and be a Christian, doing their job to the glory of God. I was merely saying that in my personal life, I think that the pursuit of a higher education at this point in my life would only be vanity, striving after wind. This may change in a few months, I'm sure that the answer will come in a steady devotional life- which I still struggle with. Because God does work all things out for good for those who love him. Loving him means keeping his commands. I know that if I pursue him first, everything else will fall into place.
What I really meant to say in my last post was that because of the transition Keith and I are about to face, and in light of the hardships that have been happening around us, I've been faced with the two "choices" to either start my family or continue in my education. And there have been so many things going on in my life around me that make me feel that starting a family may be what the Lord has for me in the near future- nearer than when I could possibly start my Masters. I look at Olivia and how big she's gotten and at Sam who is a completely different person, or Katie and Christie and what we've missed out on in their lives. Nana dying, our good friend's dad dying. And when I see all of these changes, and the suffering and the different things around me, I think I know what the answer is. The pursuit of my further education right now, in this season of my life would totally only be for me, myself, my own fulfillment. Whereas starting a family would probably be more meaningful and fulfilling to me. Not because I'd be a mother, but because this was the Lord's first commandment to man and woman. And I feel convicted in this because I thought for so long that having a baby would put an end to my career, or potential career. On the other side, I know that having a baby isn't the fix-all. It will totally change my life. It will put a new perspective on things.
I still have a strong desire to get my masters, but I think if I got it right now, the only reason I would would be because it was convenient, or because I felt I had to "seize the moment." I don't think the Lord would give me such strong desires for education, or such a talent and then never have me use those things. It's possible that God would allow me to do both or neither.
Please, don't get the wrong idea. Pursuit of knowledge is noble if it is the right knowledge and if it is for the glory of God. Someone could be a very brilliant brain surgeon and be a Christian, doing their job to the glory of God. I was merely saying that in my personal life, I think that the pursuit of a higher education at this point in my life would only be vanity, striving after wind. This may change in a few months, I'm sure that the answer will come in a steady devotional life- which I still struggle with. Because God does work all things out for good for those who love him. Loving him means keeping his commands. I know that if I pursue him first, everything else will fall into place.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Amazing Grace.
There has been so much going on in the past few days and weeks that although I may not have much to say, I felt I should really blog about it.
Times are changing. Pastor Tim gave a sermon on Sunday from Ecclesiastes ch. 1 & 2 about how worldly knowledge is meaningless outside of a relationship with the Lord. This has been something Keith and I have sort of been struggling with. Keith has been a little more outright with it, I'm sort of struggling with it quietly and to myself. Events have taken place in the past few weeks that have made us wonder what exactly we're doing out here in TX. What are the real priorities in our lives? What should our goals really be? King Solomon said that everything he had gained under the sun was completely meaningless apart from God. Wisdom or folly, all meaningless, striving after wind. It's like a song my voice teacher had me sing my junior year at Southeastern, "You can't take it with you, Brother Will, Brother John. You can't take it with you, Brother Will. You'll have to leave it when the coffin lid's on. You can't take it with your, Brother Will, Brother John." The wise man and the fool die alike.
All this to say...I don't know what my next step should be. I'm not sure why I want to pursue any sort of betterment of myself by means education, what good will it do me when I'm faced with really tough situations like what we've been dealing with here? When someone you love so much is hurting so badly or is so confused or unmotivated, or angry...what good is a Masters of Music going to do for them? What will it do for me if I'm the one hurting? As important as Seminary is to Keith, what about really ministering to those we love? The only wisdom that has any merit is knowing the Lord. Knowing his Word, knowing his comfort, knowing that he is stable, reliable, unfailing.
Everything that's been happening has just made me want to scoop up everyone I really love, put them in my pocket, move somewhere where we can all be together, and then start my own family. I want to really start living. Corny, but true. What the heck are we doing here? I'm working a tough job solely to pay bills, I don't feel fulfilled in it, I don't wake up every morning thinking I'm going to change a child's life. I've been slapped in the face with the cold reality that everything, apart from God is completely meaningless. And suffering for the sake of suffering itself- suffering without Christ -is hopeless. What can we suffer through which Christ has not already suffered? What meaning does our suffering have if we haven't an eternity with Christ to look forward to?
Not that I'm depressed, I'm just saying what I've been thinking and realizing over past few days. I feel that my perspective has changed. What I should be wondering is not, "What am I going to do next?" but "How now shall I live?" (no, i haven't read the book, but the title always made me think.) I want to live better, more fulfilled, more meaningfully. All of which are only possible through Christ.
God causes all things to work together for good for those who are in Christ. I think God is going to give me a chance to witness him proving his Word, not because he has to, but because that's who he is.
Times are changing. Pastor Tim gave a sermon on Sunday from Ecclesiastes ch. 1 & 2 about how worldly knowledge is meaningless outside of a relationship with the Lord. This has been something Keith and I have sort of been struggling with. Keith has been a little more outright with it, I'm sort of struggling with it quietly and to myself. Events have taken place in the past few weeks that have made us wonder what exactly we're doing out here in TX. What are the real priorities in our lives? What should our goals really be? King Solomon said that everything he had gained under the sun was completely meaningless apart from God. Wisdom or folly, all meaningless, striving after wind. It's like a song my voice teacher had me sing my junior year at Southeastern, "You can't take it with you, Brother Will, Brother John. You can't take it with you, Brother Will. You'll have to leave it when the coffin lid's on. You can't take it with your, Brother Will, Brother John." The wise man and the fool die alike.
All this to say...I don't know what my next step should be. I'm not sure why I want to pursue any sort of betterment of myself by means education, what good will it do me when I'm faced with really tough situations like what we've been dealing with here? When someone you love so much is hurting so badly or is so confused or unmotivated, or angry...what good is a Masters of Music going to do for them? What will it do for me if I'm the one hurting? As important as Seminary is to Keith, what about really ministering to those we love? The only wisdom that has any merit is knowing the Lord. Knowing his Word, knowing his comfort, knowing that he is stable, reliable, unfailing.
Everything that's been happening has just made me want to scoop up everyone I really love, put them in my pocket, move somewhere where we can all be together, and then start my own family. I want to really start living. Corny, but true. What the heck are we doing here? I'm working a tough job solely to pay bills, I don't feel fulfilled in it, I don't wake up every morning thinking I'm going to change a child's life. I've been slapped in the face with the cold reality that everything, apart from God is completely meaningless. And suffering for the sake of suffering itself- suffering without Christ -is hopeless. What can we suffer through which Christ has not already suffered? What meaning does our suffering have if we haven't an eternity with Christ to look forward to?
Not that I'm depressed, I'm just saying what I've been thinking and realizing over past few days. I feel that my perspective has changed. What I should be wondering is not, "What am I going to do next?" but "How now shall I live?" (no, i haven't read the book, but the title always made me think.) I want to live better, more fulfilled, more meaningfully. All of which are only possible through Christ.
God causes all things to work together for good for those who are in Christ. I think God is going to give me a chance to witness him proving his Word, not because he has to, but because that's who he is.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Musical Inspiration 1
From Wikipedia.com (I know, not everyone counts it as a credible source...but it's easy!)
The Girl from Ipanema (Garota de Ipanema) written in 1962- Music by Antonio Carlos Jobim and Portugeuese lyrics by Vinicius de Moraes with English lyrics written later by Norman Gimbel. The song was inspired by -a fifteen-year-old girl living in the fashionable Ipanema district of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Everyday she would stroll pass the "Veloso" bar-cafe on her way to the beach, attracting the attention of Jobim and Moraes who were regulars there.
One verse translates:
"the exemplar of the raw Carioca (a person from Rio de Janeiro): a golden-tanned girl, a mixture of flower and mermaid, full of brightness and grace, the sight of whom is also sad, in that she carries with her, on her route to the sea, the feeling of beauty that fades, of the beauty that is not ours alone -- it is a gift of life in its constant, beautiful and melancholic ebb and flow."
Now think of that translation and watch the video. There is so much feeling on the faces of these men, who reunite to perform and relive this song even in their old age...enjoy!
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