Finding Joy in the Journey

Praises...

Beautiful summer days with sun, shade, and the shadows of trees in the backyard.

Home, a place where there are messes, giggles, hugs, and warm bubble baths filled with little boys.

Finishing a fiction novel, the first one in a very very long time.

Seeing old familiar faces. Sometimes a year goes so quickly, it's almost as if time never passed.

Empathy. Feeling others pain. It may sound not so much like a praise, but God gave this to us, and I thank him for it.

Going to the grocery store for a few minutes alone!

Flashback grocery store songs. You know what I mean. You're standing there in the card isle, trying to walk quickly past the Father's Day cards to find something amusing to send a brother just to say hi, a little song on the in store radio station catches your ear and you can't help but sing along. Tonight, it was this one...


Or maybe this one...


Or even maybe this one...


Ok, so when I went to find the song list from the album I started getting confused. I have this CD somewhere in my house. I loved this one sometime in the mid '90s. It was one I would listen to while on the Internet late at night bouncing Lily in the bouncer seat with one foot, singing, and chatting (back when chat rooms were fun, mostly safe, and not filled with psychos). Can't say I wasn't a multitasker. So after looking at the list I wasn't sure which song it was after all, just knew it was one of my favorites on the CD so I figured I'd just share them all, cause I'm all about sharing and how can you go wrong with bands like Hootie and The Blowfish, Toad the Wet Sprocket, and Bare Naked Ladies? I do so love how music takes you back so much so that you can see the movie of you then. You can almost feel the feeling and smell the smells. Speaking of which...

Traveling to Miss Traci's blog and being delighted by a new piece of music each time. She makes me laugh with her eclectic soundtrack. I have contemplated getting my own, but I'm a bit afraid I'd be overwhelmed by all the choices! But I must say my favorite is when I go over, like tonight, and hear this...




There is something about Jack Johnson that makes me feel. It takes me to my family. Not the one I live with now, but the one I grew up with. Jack was a guy Dosh introduced us to many moons ago and he was a guy we all could listen to. Seems even still his CD shows up on family car rides, long nights of game playing. Just hearing his voice relaxes me. Takes me back to hotels filled with too many family members and laughter. His music was about all that Dax wanted to hear as a baby, totally mellowed him out. So here is one more just because I wanna put one more up!




I am so grateful for music in my life I know I've said that before and I know it's not something I can really explain but the way it connects people and time God gave us an amazing gift in music.