With Everything

Although my eyes are a wee bit heavy as I write, I continue to eat Willy Wonka Runts hoping that the sickly sweet, pure sugar candy will give me a burst of energy and not a cavity. 

I’m in my final days at home, soon enough I will be packing up the car and saying a teary eyed goodbye to mum and heading off to school.  I’m becoming more emotional these days and I don’t know why. 

Okay I lied, maybe I do just a wee bit.

Nostalgia has a way of creeping up on a person at the oddest of times.  Whether it be in the car passing an old haunt, smelling a familiar fragrance, looking at pictures, eating food, talking with people, or hearing music that you have tried to avoid for a very long time.  Nostalgia has been sweeping over me this entire summer, popping up at funerals, on runs in the country, talking with random people about dad, and seeing friends once again.  Nostalgia came over me today as I was saying goodbye to a coworker, whom I’ve been training the past few days, remembering what it was like to have a steady job day to day and no debt to worry about.  How I loved waking up early in the morning and walking downstairs to see dad half-awake giving me a smile, and smelling mum’s coffee brewing.  The first time I drove to work in September not having to be in school anymore, with the cool, crisp air filtering into the car, as I smiled to myself passing the school…thinking, ‘HAHA…suuuuckkkkeerrs’. 

Nostalgia sometimes makes it hard to move forward. 

As I was riding my bike through Pettisville, I stopped at the cemetery.  I brushed off the grass that was clinging to the gravestone, and I looked up to see the new school building.  It’s amazing how much can change in so little time. 

But it was over-all a good summer.  Of course, there were the ups and downs, the laughter and tears, the frustration and exhaustion, and then there are the moments you try and capture with your mind to forever hold and cherish.  Being at the Bruners, my adopted parents, for the week when Jenny came to visit.  (I love you Jo!)  They are something special in my life, even if I don’t get to see them as often as I would like to these days.  Spending time with Jenny, dressing up like old women, visiting with Corey.  Playing for weddings with my little brother Trevor, and collaborating with my actual big brother, David.  Spending time with Grandmum, watching movies, falling asleep on the couch together, giving her a manicure, having tea, sitting at the supper table with her and the ladies, trying to turn off her alarm.  My many youthgroup moments.  Seeing Stuart on Skype for the first time in 2 years since I left England.  Spending time with mum and ellie, walking in the morning, watching her squashzilla grow and overtake the garden.  Scrabble night with Josh, Cindy, and Mary.  The wonderful moments and fun times at the weddings with dear friends, of course how could I forget to mention ditching Joshua and Cindy for PJ and Barb.  I love those four very much!   My dear sonshine class at church, and seeing a couple of my special loves come to the store, receiving hugs and kisses from them, and listening to them sing their hearts out each Sunday.

So many memories to cherish.  With everything happening, sometimes it’s hard to keep a healthy perspective on life.  Nostalgia is wonderful at times, the memories that come flooding back often do bring a smile.  However, each day brings it’s own unique imprint on life, and when nostalgia gets in the way of experiencing that imprint, the beauty of the present is missed. 

So many memories to cherish, but so many experiences to still embrace.

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Dream A Little of Me

 

My coworker and I were trying to figure out what song she was singing in the deli the other day.  We knew it was The Mamas and the Papas but the name continued to baffle us.  Turns out it was California Dreamin.  Well as I was investigating I came across ‘Dream A Little Dream of Me’, and completely fell in love with the song.

 

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper “I love you”
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say “Night-ie night” and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me
While I’m alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me
Stars fading but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me