The Song in my Heart
I have many talents and gifts, and for those I am truly grateful. I know and have known my entire life that singing is not one of them. I will leave that to my incredibly talented Aunt Donna, cousin Marnie and niece Eva.
However, tonight I sang - and I'm still singing. With my oldest daughter out at a sleepover, and our lives turned upside down as we move our family, I am not exaggerating when I say....there's crazy livin' going on here. In the midst of moving furniture out and boxing things up an odd sense of calm was in our lives tonight. Whether is came from the act of de-cluttering and freeing up space, or just the idea of change - tonight felt great.
I got my two little ones ready for bed and they - without a lot of fuss and LOUD talking - fell into the rhythm of the bedtime routine. Since their big sister was away I let them snuggle with me in my bed (ok, nothing new there). When I laid down next to them, something in my soul prompted me to start singing to them. Well my son just loved it and quickly, but quietly joined in. Our voices were quiet and relaxed as we sang "On top of spaghetti", Way up high in the apple tree", and my personal favorite Dean's "Going to China" song (trust me that one is a classic). I cannot tell you how long it has been since I did this. Sure, we read books before bedtime almost every night, but sometimes we rush through them, or it's just too late. I'm tired, their tired or it's just time for bed - end of discussion!
My grandfather always sang. When I heard him sing it brought a sense of peace and safety to my heart that remains to this day. I realized tonight that is what I want to bring to my kids. As we move no doubt their world is being turned upside down - they may be uncertain on some level about what is going on in our home, or what is going to happen to them. Connecting with them by singing - even if it's just once a week - I hope will bring an added level of love to their spirits. Sure, they've heard me sing before in car or through the house, but this time together tonight was different - dedicated space just for them.
Soon their eyes started to slowly close and the yawns were more frequent. As our breathing started to slow, my youngest rolled closer to me, with her eyes shut she said "I wuv you, mommy." And that, my friend is the song in my heart.
Wishing you a song in your heart today & everyday.
Kim
However, tonight I sang - and I'm still singing. With my oldest daughter out at a sleepover, and our lives turned upside down as we move our family, I am not exaggerating when I say....there's crazy livin' going on here. In the midst of moving furniture out and boxing things up an odd sense of calm was in our lives tonight. Whether is came from the act of de-cluttering and freeing up space, or just the idea of change - tonight felt great.
I got my two little ones ready for bed and they - without a lot of fuss and LOUD talking - fell into the rhythm of the bedtime routine. Since their big sister was away I let them snuggle with me in my bed (ok, nothing new there). When I laid down next to them, something in my soul prompted me to start singing to them. Well my son just loved it and quickly, but quietly joined in. Our voices were quiet and relaxed as we sang "On top of spaghetti", Way up high in the apple tree", and my personal favorite Dean's "Going to China" song (trust me that one is a classic). I cannot tell you how long it has been since I did this. Sure, we read books before bedtime almost every night, but sometimes we rush through them, or it's just too late. I'm tired, their tired or it's just time for bed - end of discussion!
My grandfather always sang. When I heard him sing it brought a sense of peace and safety to my heart that remains to this day. I realized tonight that is what I want to bring to my kids. As we move no doubt their world is being turned upside down - they may be uncertain on some level about what is going on in our home, or what is going to happen to them. Connecting with them by singing - even if it's just once a week - I hope will bring an added level of love to their spirits. Sure, they've heard me sing before in car or through the house, but this time together tonight was different - dedicated space just for them.
Soon their eyes started to slowly close and the yawns were more frequent. As our breathing started to slow, my youngest rolled closer to me, with her eyes shut she said "I wuv you, mommy." And that, my friend is the song in my heart.
Wishing you a song in your heart today & everyday.
Kim
Awwwww Kim. It is with a song in my heart that I write this message to you, my sweet friend!Here's wishing you less craziness right now.
ReplyDeleteWhen did you start this new blog girlfriend??? You are too much!!! I am a (awful) singer--but love to sing--sing to Ava all the time as my mom did to me--I wake Ava up EVERY morning with a special good morning song--every morning since the day we got her--I also have a crazy little song I started singing to her in China to calm her when she was upset and still sing it to her at least once a day--not cause she is upset--just cause now it is our special song!!! Not to be somber--but when my mom was dying, I sang her to final sleep with the songs she use to sing to me each night to get me to sleep--my cousin was there and said it was the most beautiful thing she has witnessed--and trust me it is not cause I can hold a tune!!!! Keep singing my dear friend---thinking of you and keeping a song in my heart too!!! Good luck with the crazieness of the move!!
ReplyDeleteLove ya!
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