Saturday, October 25, 2014

Positive Perspectives

I had the best intentions of spending my day being productive around the house but after about the 129th piece of laundry I folded, the realization hit me that I'm either coming down with something or the stars just aren't aligned right because my legs are aching, my mind is foggy and I feel as though I could sleep for about five hundred hours. Never mind that I slept until nearly ten this morning.

But this 31 days show must.go.on. Why did I decide to do this again? Sure, I could say the heck with it and skip a day. I'm not sure anyone would notice (I've checked my stats). A promise is a promise though, even when made to oneself, and I do love the sense of accomplishment I feel when I click 'Publish' and go over to add one more post to that working list of thirty-one, knowing I'm one step closer to the finish line. 

There is, after all, a certain magic in taking a step back to appreciate works our own hands have created and giving a little triumphant nod and exhale of a job well-done. 

I've felt it after I've straightened up my closet (for the 6 millionth time) or mopped all the floors, or painted an old piece of furniture or walls of a room, or written words from the heart. When we had the florist Dana used to get tickled at me when I was working on an arrangement because I was always stepping way back (sometimes into things) to gain a different perspective on it. I do the same thing when I'm getting dressed, fixing my hair, placing items just-so in a lunchbox or arranging things on a shelf. 

Sometimes it's all about the way we look at things. Choosing to focus on all the little things we've accomplished, bit by bit, rather than dwelling on and pointing out all the things we didn't quite get around to again today is (in my book) one of the greatest keys to happiness. The good Lord knows I'm a work in progress on it but I like to think I'm getting closer...

Day 25

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Friday, October 24, 2014

Simple Songs that Soothe

I always say that Def Leppard/Queensryche was the first concert I ever attended, way back in 1988, when in actuality that was my first mega concert. The first one was a few years earlier (we still lived in Georgia) when my mom, stepdad, brother and I went to see the great Don Williams. The exact year has left me but I know it was summertime with some weirdly cool temperatures going on for that time of year.

As I've mentioned before, my taste is music is extremely diversified. If looked upon by a stranger, my music library would probably seem as though it belongs to that of a person with a multiple personality disorder because I am all over the board with it. My musical taste simply knows no bounds. Opening up that music app and hitting 'shuffle'  is a lot like Forrest Gump's mama's advice on life being like a box of chocolates because you just never know what you're gonna get. 

A couple of days ago I quickly scanned through all my songs and and made a new playlist that I named "Right Now". Obviously none of these songs are currently right now. They are just where I'm at, if that makes any sense whatsoever. 
In it is Don Williams' hit song from 1980, I Believe In You. I just consulted Google to discover that it was his only song to hit the Top 40 charts and stayed at number one for two weeks. I don't think I'ver ever heard Don Williams sing a song I didn't love but there's something extra special about this one.

It's such a simple song, yet extraordinary all at once. There is just a serene quality about his voice that always lifts my spirits and calms my soul. This particular song has me singing along and nodding in agreement each and every time I hear it and yes, it is one of the many that gets cranked up way too loud when I'm driving alone in my car. I get every single word of these lyrics, written by Roger Cook and Sam Hogin, but these are my favorite.
I also discovered (to my great delight) that Mr. Williams is still making his beautiful music today, at 75 years old. Here's a little gem I found of him singing I Believe In You at a concert last year.

Like magic to my ears,
Day 24
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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Day 23, The Wag of a Tail

Today is the five year anniversary of Big Boy (Brisco) and Li'l Bit's (Charlene) adoption/Gotcha Day so I thought it was the perfect day in my 31 days series to talk about the magical wag of the tail. To know me is to know of my love for all things four-legged and furry, especially dogs, even more specifically Dachshunds. But really, I just love 'em all.

There is no day bad enough or mood dark enough that their unfaltering love and loyalty cannot ease or lighten when I walk through that door to their little excited faces, wagging tails, and pure ecstatic joy and delight over the discovery that I have returned home once again. They just love, love, love with their whole hearts and tails. 

If you are a dog person then you get it and it really never gets old, does it? 

The dogless month I spent in the fall of 2009, after Dixie died and before we adopted the Darlings, was heartbreaking. That little Dachshund was in my life and by my side for fourteen years (through an awful lot of grief, heartache and tears) and to suddenly have her gone and be left with no doggie love at all was just about more than this dog-loving soul could stand. I cried myself to sleep night after night. 

While getting another, new dog (or in this case, two) doesn't take away that pain of losing the one you loved so much, for so long, it sure does help. And eventually you realize that it is more than possible to love the new ones every bit as much as you did the one you lost. Because they just have that extraordinary way about them. It's like...magic (Name that movie. One more time.). 

It's like God gave them this little extra something-something that touches and heals something within us that nothing else can get at. For those who have never allowed an animal into their lives and hearts will not understand it but for those of us who have and do (again and again, loss after heartbreaking loss) know that it is one of the very best parts of living and we wonder why or how anybody ever gets through this thing called life without them.

Maybe I'm sounding melodramatic here but I can't help myself. I LOVE MY DOGS. They make the world a happier, better place for me and as long as I'm living there will be tail-waggers in my life and paws prints on my heart.

October 23, 2009

Present Day

And Lucky Dog too :)
Day 23

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