Me and My Boys
Good Sunday morning!!!
Today is going to be a good day. The sun is shining, the sky is so blue, and the birds are singing. Annnnnd my hubby is on a flight home after being gone for the week in California for a business trip, WAAHOOOO!!!
I have a wicked awesome lineup of journal entries to share with you. I took this week to really organize my thoughts and figure out which photos to start posting because there are thousands that I love, and not enough time to even look through all of them!
For today, I wanted to share a personal video from last summer of me and my boys - since this week it's just been the 3 of us, I thought it was a good post to end the weekend with. One of the ways I gain a lot of my inspiration from is through music. I have always been drawn to lyrics that evoke emotion. For instance, the song that I used for this video is so relatable, every time I hear it/sing it, I cry. As an artist, these lyrics move me, and as a mom, they pierce right through me. So I will share the lyrics and video below and I hope they touch your heart like they do mine.
I just want a small piece of you
a token to put in my pocket
and I will own that one thing
and it would make me happy
I just want a small piece of you
somethin to put in a locket
and I will look at it daily
and that will make me happy
I guess it's human nature to want to hold you very still
I guess it's in a mother to inject a little guilt
Go on son and see the world; I hope you see it all
But please please please don't forget to call
Free to fly free to go free to not look back
That's how free I want you though it scares me half to death
Free to wander miles and miles and free to come back home
That's how free I want you though it chills me to the bone
...Go on son and spread your wings; I hope that you take flight
But please please please don't forget to write
I know you're just a baby sleeping in your bed
And you probably have other thoughts drifting through your head
I know this conversation's a little premature
It's just that I've heard eighteen years goes by like a blur
...I know that it's not fair for me to hold you down now is it
But please please please don't forget to visit
Free to fly free to go free to come back home...
-Sara Groves, Small Piece of You.