Music, for me, is like life. It illustrates life, the blue and the sparkle of it. I include three songs, throughout this post, and they range from get-up-and-go (high energy) to somber and reflective of the state and weight of the world. But, first, I start with a celebration.
Happy 39th you guys.
Something to celebrate, to start things off. And, now, on to the thankfuls.
I’m thankful for my parents and their example of a solid and rooted life together.
I like to think of them (1979 them) and the parents they were to us (growing up) and now the grandparents they are (so adored).
I’m thankful for the lost and the found.
I thought I’d lost something that is important to me. Thanks, to my mom, for finding it.
I’m thankful my team’s paper on the importance of braille is finally out.
I’m thankful Canada has this woman representing and working for us.
I just love that her name is “Freehand” and she is fighting hard, with the US, over the whole NAFTA thing.
Some of us take a free land, our freedom and land, for granted. It’s existence isn’t necessarily guaranteed to last.
Not everyone agrees on NAFTA or tariffs, but I don’t know where this is heading. All I know is that it’s nice to see a strong female leader, here in my country.
I’m thankful I got to play Legos with my nephew.
I always loved those little blocks. I could be an architect and build a structure, a house, with a backyard and fence. It was one way I could create, with my hands, and make something I could touch and feel.
Great creative outlet.
I’m thankful my niece painted my nails, light blue and a sparkle on top.
She is quite the little artist. I love that about her. She chose my colour with careful thought. She is a pro.
I’m thankful I get to listen and have a conversation with them both.
We talk about eating spiders and other things. It’s the best conversation I’ve had in a long time. It’s nice to talk with little people who know nothing about adult issues and don’t care. They don’t follow the news, like I likely didn’t when I was there age, but my niece is entering the third grade this fall. I can remember back when I was that age.
I loved that my nephew showed me his fish and my niece loves to play with my dog because it just doesn’t make sense for them to get one, with their busy lives.
I’m thankful when my niece takes my hand and leads me somewhere.
I’m thankful for side hugs.
I’m thankful for music. And, especially this week, this music.
It speaks to things we’re all going through.