The Music in Me

I don’t think that anyone realizes the impact that music has in our lives.  I love music so very much.  Music can heal the soul and it certainly has mine at times. Sometimes, I pretend that my life is indeed a musical in motion. I could be in the kitchen and I suddenly break into song.  I may have even passed this trait on to my youngest son.  He once broke into his own song titled, “Everybody Loves Cheese”  He is so hysterical. So, when I think over the thousands of songs that I L-O-V-E, it is almost impossible to pick the few that are most important in my life.  I’m not sure if I can say if these are the ones that made the most impact, but that are certainly some of my favorites.  Let’s if I can narrow this down. 1. I have to name “Summer Lovin’.” I believe that this has to be on the list because as a preteen girl I was literally obsessed with the musical Grease. I could sit and quote every line and song in the entire movie.  One funny thing about this movie though is that the version of the movie that I watched was the public television version.  So, it had been edited and censored.   When I finally became an adult and watched the theater version of the movie, I realized that the movie was quite risque. This song and movie intrigued me as a young girl in love with the idea of love.  I so wanted a guy to love me so much that he would break into song about it.  (By the way, this has not yet happened.)

2. Perfect by Pink has to be on the list.  My daughter suffers from a low self esteem.  I have always tried to let her know how great she is.  She is perfect in every single way.  This song brought that message in another way.  In the song, part of lyrics state, “Pretty, pretty please don’t you ever, ever feel like you are less than perfect.”  There were times that I would randomly send her a text message saying, “Pretty, pretty please.”

3.  Roll on by Alabama makes me think of my father.  My father was a truck driver and this song makes me think about him.  My father has been gone now for 18 years.  It is hard to believe that.  I miss him and think about how things would be different if he were still around.  He never got to be around his grandchildren and I wonder what kind of grandfather he would have been.  He never really knew us as adults and got to see his children succeed in their professions.  I miss him more than I realize. This is not even the tip of the iceberg when it comes to my favorite songs. However, these songs do mean something special to me. This is the music in me!

On Top of the Rock

When I reflect on the places that I’ve been and the things that I’ve seen, one place in particular gives me the most peace.  This place is not somewhere that costs money or requires fancy clothes by all means.  However, it is the feeling that I get when I’m there that makes me love this area.

This place is Rocky Falls in Missouri.

rocky falls

Rocky Falls is a protected National Park that is a small place that is probably unknown to many.  It certainly isn’t easy to get to, but I guarantee you that the travel time will be worth it.

It seems that when my life gets at it’s most troublesome times, I want to go visit Rocky Falls.  There is something about this majestic place that heals me.  The natural waterfall almost feels that it is able to wash my worries away with it.  One of my favorite things is to sit on top of the rock in an area that allows the water to flow around me.  When I sit on top of this rock, I feel closer to God than I do in most places.  I believe that beauty around me and the peace that calms my soul, cannot be anything other the hands of God.

Rocky Falls empties out into a great swimming hole that is enjoyed by many.  My children love this place, as well. It is a great place to have a family day of fun.  We usually visit when we go camping.  So, we pack a picnic lunch and enjoy a wonderful summer day.

The only disclaimer that I give is “Spring water is C-O-L-D.”

The Sunday Night Dread

This is the self titled disorder that happens to me every Sunday afternoon. It usually starts to hit about 2:00pm and the condition only worsens as the evening continues.

The Sunday Night Dread describes the feeling i get after a weekend of fun and relaxation. It is the last few moments of  freedom before the work week takes over.  Before going to bed tonight, I have set the alarm clock for 5:30am. Tomorrow, I’ll have to put on dress clothes again and my game face, too.

It isn’t that I don’t like my job. I love my job. I just don’t enjoying seeing 5:30am. That is entirely too early to be awake. I would love to be able to get up around 8:00am.

The work week is draining to me. It is physically draining and mentally draining.

I don’t believe that I’m the only person who suffers from the disorder of  The Sunday Night dread. I know there are people that understand my turmoil. Even though there are many who suffer, there is no cure.

However, we can look forward to Fabulous Friday!