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Dolly Parton

Last night, I started watching Steel Magnolias. It is one of my favourite movies. There are so many great performances, but Dolly’s stands out for me because it felt so authentic and truthful. She was a Southern woman with a heart of gold. To learn that she passed away today, at the age of 80, makes my watching the movie last night feel like fate. And as you can see from social media, her death has touched so many. She was a symbol of goodness, of being true, of talent, and she touched countless lives. In a world so divided right now, it is heartening to see everyone rally around her passing and share how much she meant to them. That was her final request, that people share their memories of her, so as a fan, I am following suit.

When I was growing up, we watched a lot of variety shows. During the ’80s, many of them were built around country music. The Tommy Hunter Show was the Canadian staple. Barbara Mandrell and the Mandrell Sisters was another we watched, but my favourite was simply titled Dolly. She had a rotating cast of guests, but at the end of each episode, she would sing her signature song, “I Will Always Love You.” The song is beautiful on every level: the lyrics, the melody, the sentiment. I always waited until the very last note.

Dolly’s warmth, generosity, and talent were an inspiration to everyone. For me, learning that she wrote “Jolene” and “I Will Always Love You” on the same day suggested a kind of divine inspiration, the kind that true talent can bring. “Jolene” is a song I never skip when it comes on. It has a melody that has never been replicated, and no matter how many covers exist, Dolly’s original always rings true. Her storytelling shines especially in that song.

And above all else, Dolly was a true performer in every sense: songwriter, singer, actress, producer, amusement park creator, philanthropist, the face of countless products bearing her name, and always true to her sense of glamour. When I learned the story behind “Coat of Many Colors,” and the poverty she endured growing up, I understood why she connected with so many people. My mom also made a lot of my clothes, because we couldn’t afford Ralph Lauren or Tommy Hilfiger when I was young, and I often felt different because of it. But now that my mom has passed, whenever I find a piece of clothing she made, I feel honoured and proud to have it, and to show it to my kids. The love and care in those clothes is an amazing legacy, and I felt that Dolly understood me through her song about her own special coat.

So thank you, Dolly, for being a light and inspiring light around you. We need some of that light right now, and your legacy has given us a path toward it.

But that’s just one Diva’s view.


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Cardinals

When I was growing up, after my Grandmother on my Mom’s side passed away, whenever we saw a cardinal, my Mom would say that it was my Grandmother coming to check on us. And so Cardinals became a special bird for us. Whenever I would see one, I truly felt that it was my Grandmother, who I admired greatly.

After my kids were born, I passed on that belief to them. And when my Mother passed away, whenever they saw a Cardinal, they truly believed it was my Mom coming to visit. Whenever they see one, they say, Hi Grandma and try to get her attention. It makes us feel connected to her spirit and feel protected that she is watching over us.

In my kitchen, we have a cardinal suncatcher and over our patio door, I have a small painting of my Mom and I sitting facing the horizon, with a cardinal watching over us. I see it everyday. It gives me peace.

This past Christmas, I received one of the nicest and most thoughtful presents ever. My kids, who are getting old enough to buy little presents, got me a special present. They bought me a snow globe with a cardinal in it. Honestly, as I opened it, I started crying because of their thoughtfulness and knowing how meaningful it would be, it truly moved me. I have the snow globe on my bedside table and I see it everyday also.

And on my recent birthday, as I was opening the curtain to our living room first thing in the morning, there was a cardinal waiting for me in our front tree. It just sat there looking at me. And I turned into a kid and waved at it and started telling the cardinal all about the kids and the family, to catch her up. Mid sentence, in my soliloquy the cardinal flew off. I was so disappointed, because I had so much more to share. But I was joyful, because I got such a special visit for my birthday.

In honour of my Mom, my brother and I make a donation to a Shelter in her name. On my birthday this year, they sent a card thanking for the donation on my Mom’s behalf. I felt like it was a special message from my Mom, proud that we are honouring her legacy. I truly do try to live up to her legacy and her dreams for me; they are such a directing force for me.

But that’s just one Diva’s view.