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Sunday, April 21, 2013

Music

     What do you think of when you hear the word music? There must be a million different answers to that question. Music has been a big part of life around here lately. Instruments are frequently picked up, notes strummed and voices blended. Fingers are getting calloused and fun is had.
     Music is a lot like life. Sometimes we hit the wrong notes, need to be tuned or just can't seem to find the right key, but it's also fun and beautiful. Life, like music, often holds way more potential than we tap into. So often I sit down at the piano and play what my fingers know, but there is so much more music within both my hands and the piano, if only it could find a way out. Life and music hold the ability to be stretched and built upon. Life is flowing with ups and downs and so is music. Music is full of facets and different sides and so is life. From the deepest of bases to the most lilting soprano, the sounds twist and dance themselves into a symphony and that is life. Have a lovely afternoon.

“Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”
 ~Victor Hugo

“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.” ~Aldous Huxley

Sunday, April 14, 2013

My Home

     My home is small, tiny actually. A little side apartment in a old yellow house. There are two bedrooms, a kitchen in the corner and a living room. A house with a tiny table for two and musical instruments for many more. And today, there are 10 people packed in. Camp chairs are out, cookies are being baked in the kitchen and music is being made. The guitar strums, the ukulele hums and voices soar. Life is beautiful. So today, I hope that your home is full of good things no matter how big or small it may be. Happy Sunday.

"The home should be the treasure chest of living." ~Le Corbusier 

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

The Invitation

     Today I got something in the mail. I received an official invitation to something that I have recently been getting rather excited about. It was an invitation to my college graduation. That's right I am finally graduating. It's been almost six years since I started my first official year of college seven if you want to count the few post secondary classes I took my senior year of high school. So many stories were written during these years. I grew up.
     After my first year, I took a year off. I got on a plane all by myself and headed out on a grand adventure. I went to Namibia were I spent five months, met a group of truly amazing people and made some pretty cool stories. I pet a lion, got stitches in my head, swam in the ocean and decided what I wanted to go to school for.
     It was also during this year that my family grew when my parents decided to adopt the sweetest little brown eyed girl, who I dubbed my "Sugar Baby."
    After this I came back and set my mind on finishing school. I went on choir tours, made amazing friends and studied hours of my life away. I had a unique summer job three years running that involved trucks, steel toed boots and a stop sign. I took the next big step when I decided to move way up North to finish my degree at a small state college.
     I took some fun classes and some that I couldn't wait to get through. I met even more amazing people, including the love of my life. I got married, started my own home with my husband and learned how to cook.
     And that invitation that I received in the mail is so much more than an invitation to a graduation ceremony. It is the invitation to all that comes next.

"It looks like the future is really bright." ~ Michael P. Anderson