In My Arms

Being a parent will rip your heart out and I'm only 5 years in.  We had a rough night last night, partly because I was grumpy and partly because she was.  I sent her to bed crying......

I know I need to be stern but there is also a need to comfort her.  That is so hard.  We want to protect our children, keep them safe, teach them the ways of the world.  It's hard to know what the right way is.  She asked me the other day why her wish hadn't come true when she wished on a penny.  Sometimes (most times) wishes don't come true.  She won't magically turn into a princess and ride off on a unicorn. But can you tell them that it isn't worth wishing for anything?  That hope keeps us going.  Hope makes life worth striving for.  Even though her wishes may not all come true, it's important to keep believing in them.

Somewhere along the growing process, we lose the ability to hold on to our wishes and dreams.  If I could just hold her in my arms, keep all the harm away from her, maybe she could hold onto those wishes.... just... a little...longer.

(Title credit goes to Plumb - In My Arms)

Let your fears go, you might find that you’re not lost.

... I've always wanted to blog, just wasn't sure I had anything to talk about.  Still don't, imagine your surprise.  I was too scared, scared to fail maybe?  But really, how can I fail at my own personal blog? I'm just trying to find my way.  Most of my passion is in music and I like to share that with people around me.  I don't play it, I don't write it and I don't sing it but I do listen to it.... good enough. We all have different styles, music speaks to us all differently.  So for my first blog post, let me just end with this:  This is my voice. A special song for the title and thoughts surrounding it.

(Title credit goes to Sunlounger - Lost)