- Things are a little tense right now.
- But my car is getting me through it.
- Well, actually my radio is getting me through it. Though I do love driving my car.
- I get in - the tense things run through my head - and my radio sends me a song.
- A song with meaning, happiness, calmess, the ability to sing along.
- Loudly.
- This has happened again and again this week.
- Like the car knoooooows.
- Or an Angel is watching. I like that idea.
- The music has given me the opportunity to put the situation in perspective.
- Or a call to DRD has put me in perspective
- Yesterday he told me the ER Doc would most likely not have a consult with me.
- Because I didn't have a PATIENT.
- I hope that made you laugh a little.
- He didn't even make me feel crazy about that idea.
- I was just going to "stop by".
- I was just a bit concerned about my Dad and wanted to talk with a healthcare professional.
- Our healthcare professional is not available.
- And trust me, it's okay.
- So, what I've taken from all of this is - I can't control everything.
- I really want to though.
- Fix. It. Now.
- Thankfully throug the music I am taking the opportunity to live in the moment and take the message the moment is offering.
- Sounds pretty deep eh? Heh, heh.
- And speaking of the DRD perspective - about 50 bullets back.
- He never let me buy a mini-van either. He said I lacked a common characteristic of mini-van owners. Children in the plural sense.
- I would still get one though. I would. I like the idea of all that room.
- End of this story but a question for my blog pals.
- My Mom's diamond solitaire ring is beautiful. Do I wear it as a ring or have it set into a necklace?
- I'm not sure I like the idea of two solitaires - one on each hand. Not really my look.
- Thanks for your help and I welcome your thoughts on this!
- Happy Hump Day!
12.07.2011
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4 comments:
Music, especially the right music, can be such a gift.
I love the way music decompresses my brain at the end of the day, and I'm 'over' work by the time I get home. (and vice versa).
And I say go with the necklace, and keep the stone close to your heart. :)
There really is a soundtrack to our lives! (And there is power in riffing, as well -- don't you think?)
I vote necklace.
Necklace, yes! That makes it yours, but still hers.
And the music really is the echo of our lives, don't you think?
Hope Dad is OK! See you tomorrow!
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