Thanksgiving Part 4

Taking a moment today to be thankful.
I am so, so thankful for:

39. Reading Proverbs with my husband this morning.

40. Drinking kombucha with ladies in my living room last night.

41. Being comfortable in my skin with people this week.
(Both those at Mama Circle & the ones in my living room last night).

42. Mama Circle at our birthing center.

43. Being taught to ask questions & do research.

44. Having a husband who encourages me to do so.

45. Becoming someone I never, ever dreamed I would be.
(I interrupted a conversation between my Dad & John on Father’s Day to note that I was
barefoot & pregnant, cooking
a meal from scratch in our kitchen.)

46. Realizing just how precious this little life growing inside me is.

47. Mason jars to drink cool water from.

48. A growing list of songs that John’s learning on the guitar to play Baby Roquemore.

49. Music.

50. Stories. Stories that connect with my heart.

51. People who connect with my heart & tell me stories.

52. This friend who’s a constant encouragement & a great resource for health questions.

53. ^ Her & her husband as they are a great example to us of parents set on leading their little ones to Jesus.

54. A brother who offered to give us his dresser when he found out ours broke.

55. A social security card that just arrived in the mail with my new name on it.

56. A husband who talks to the baby in my belly and prays for our little one.

57. Laughter.

58. My husband’s eyes.
59. How they look at me with love I couldn’t have imagined.
60. How they smile at me, reassuring me that Love is real.
61. How they see everything I’ve ever dreamed to be.

62. Hugs.

63. Watermelon.

64. My heart’s ecstatic reaction in the moments I realize I’m already becoming a Mom.

65. The ways in which I’m ‘nesting’.

Rhythm of our Lives

I think if I could choose a soundtrack to my life, it would be a blend of Alexi Murdoch, Iron & Wine, and of course, The Beatles.

Tonight, we were watching what is perhaps my favourite film of all time, “Away We Go.”
There’s a scene where the female lead, ‘Verona,’ is singing her niece to sleep to “Mr. Tambourine Man.”
And it dawned on me, I think I’ll sing “Here Comes the Sun” to our babe.
(And probably various other Beatles songs… Although, I may completely avoid Maxwell’s Silver Hammer, due to its intensity, & my husband’s request.)

I don’t know much about music. I’m not a good singer. I have NO sense of rhythm…
But I can close my eyes and remember so many moments of my life that I could match with songs that deepen and intensify the emotion and experience, effectively expressing the depth of the life held together in those crucial moments.

That’s something I love about film.
It’s completely unrealistic that anyone’s life would be set to a soundtrack, butĀ setting a film to music captures and conveys emotion that’s so essential to the development of the story. Often, I think it captures what would be so difficult to get otherwise.

It would be so phenomenal to write my life story and set it to music. Carefully choosing songs that express exactly what’s necessary to develop the story and deepen the characters.

It would be so phenomenal to write anyone’s story and set it to music. Ahhh.

I have about a dozen stories in my head at any given moment that I feel it, I know that being a writer is as much a part of me as breathing. Which I’ve learned means not writing is just as much going to be my lifelong battle as navigating the right way, the narrow path.

I pray that I can focus these stories, the characters, inspiration, & life that are floating around inside me…
And get it all down. Write it, re-write it, throw parts of it away… and read it.