Driving home the other day, I came across a dilemma of epic proportions. There are three county radio stations that come in on my cars radio. For a brief moment in time on that drive home, all of the stations were playing great songs. Not only were all three playing great songs, but also all three were playing great songs that I knew the words to! Three songs on at the same time, in which I could sing along!
I was beside myself. Which song to listen to, which song to sing along to? In the end, I ended up vigorously flipping back and forth amongst the three stations only catching about a third of every song. Thus, the lyrics I sang that day on the ride home consisted of not one whole song, but parts of three different songs. In my mind, that performance was Grammy worthy.
You cant take life too seriously. Sometimes its awesome that those are the decisions that are the toughest to make, the choice of a song to listen to. I spend much of my day singing at the top of my lungs in the privacy of my own home. Sometimes I do impromptu speeches, or hold long debates with myself over the most trivial of things. Right now Im singing as Im writing this. Amazing really, I can sing, type, and think at the same time!
Maybe Im the only one who sings, and debates myself, and I really do hope that Im the only one that gives speeches in their living room. But you know, the pictures on the wall and the television screen and the couches make a great audience. If you have a vivid imagination, you can see their eyes watching you, and the smile on their faces.
A story Im very fond of that goes with the idea of not taking life too seriously happened after one of my surgeries. I had a jaw surgery, I woke up, my mouth was wired shut (and would be for the next six weeks), I was in a lot of pain, and what is the first thing I see? My parents laughing at me! Apparently they thought I looked like bugs bunny with all my white bandages. I also had on what is called a jaw bra. Yes, ladies, I have worn a bra, and Im proud of it!
That is the beauty of life. In what was a painful and not so comfortable situation, I saw my parents laughing and being positive. Granted, we had all been through this a million times before and werent too worried, but even for them, it must have been a relief to have the ability to laugh at such things.
Live, laugh, and love is cliché, but it is so true. There are a great many opportunities in life for us to be down, to be sad, to be stressed, and to be worried about something. There are just as many opportunities to be glad, thankful, and be happy. God has a sense of humor, and we need to have one too.
I request of all who read this to go out and sing in your car at the top of your lungs, or have a grand and vivid debate with yourself (just make sure no one walks in on you), or, if youre really wacky, write an essay while wearing nothing but your underwear. Let go of the stress, the worries, and embrace the wackiness and joy of living!
* Written by me (TM)
I was beside myself. Which song to listen to, which song to sing along to? In the end, I ended up vigorously flipping back and forth amongst the three stations only catching about a third of every song. Thus, the lyrics I sang that day on the ride home consisted of not one whole song, but parts of three different songs. In my mind, that performance was Grammy worthy.
You cant take life too seriously. Sometimes its awesome that those are the decisions that are the toughest to make, the choice of a song to listen to. I spend much of my day singing at the top of my lungs in the privacy of my own home. Sometimes I do impromptu speeches, or hold long debates with myself over the most trivial of things. Right now Im singing as Im writing this. Amazing really, I can sing, type, and think at the same time!
Maybe Im the only one who sings, and debates myself, and I really do hope that Im the only one that gives speeches in their living room. But you know, the pictures on the wall and the television screen and the couches make a great audience. If you have a vivid imagination, you can see their eyes watching you, and the smile on their faces.
A story Im very fond of that goes with the idea of not taking life too seriously happened after one of my surgeries. I had a jaw surgery, I woke up, my mouth was wired shut (and would be for the next six weeks), I was in a lot of pain, and what is the first thing I see? My parents laughing at me! Apparently they thought I looked like bugs bunny with all my white bandages. I also had on what is called a jaw bra. Yes, ladies, I have worn a bra, and Im proud of it!
That is the beauty of life. In what was a painful and not so comfortable situation, I saw my parents laughing and being positive. Granted, we had all been through this a million times before and werent too worried, but even for them, it must have been a relief to have the ability to laugh at such things.
Live, laugh, and love is cliché, but it is so true. There are a great many opportunities in life for us to be down, to be sad, to be stressed, and to be worried about something. There are just as many opportunities to be glad, thankful, and be happy. God has a sense of humor, and we need to have one too.
I request of all who read this to go out and sing in your car at the top of your lungs, or have a grand and vivid debate with yourself (just make sure no one walks in on you), or, if youre really wacky, write an essay while wearing nothing but your underwear. Let go of the stress, the worries, and embrace the wackiness and joy of living!
* Written by me (TM)
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