Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Here's Another Song That Gets To Me

Well, now a can of worms has been opened.

Ever since I posted my guess at the song that was my favorite (for yesterday), other songs have been parading through my mind.

Melissa Lambert's "The House That Built Me" gets to me lately.

It's a hard time in my life, right now, and sometimes I feel like I just need to go back to being a little girl and be fortified a little more before I continue.

Do you ever feel that way? Like you're not ready for this? Kinda like a dog who doesn't want to go . . . sitting at the end of a leash being pulled tight.

And then I remember that "you can't go home again." And I don't feel any better.

Oh, to be a little girl again for just a week or so. I swear, I would store up all the peace and the reassurance and the simplicity . . . not waste a crumb of it. I would fill my pockets and my shoes and my socks until I had enough to live off of for a lifetime.

But that's just me.







12 comments:

Yellow House Knits said...

That song really gets to me too. My parents still live in the house that I grew up in (they built it, so we're the only ones who have lived there), and I often wonder what it will feel like some time in the future when I drive past and it's someone ELSE's house. So many memories in those four walls. And I think the same about my own house--who grew up there, and what was it like to live there 10, 20, 30, 50, 100 years ago.

Lyn said...

so it got you thinking hey?
I have to say I like to think of different songs that meant something to me at different times of my life so far.
what about favourite film?
love
Lyn
xxx

Roseanna said...

I do know how you feel Renee, I am there myself these days. Crossroads, so to speak, which way will I go. Like the poem, I have always been on the road, less traveled...hang in there.

Tina said...

Being a grown-up sure stinks, sometimes. I'm so with you on just some more innocence. Some more of the time when I didn't know what a politician was, and I didn't know that the US is going to hell in a handbasket. (Sorry if that's too harsh for your blog...it's my opinion of our current status...) I'll understand if you delete this. Meanwhile, bloggie hugs as you go through this tough time.
Tina

Little Messy Missy said...

To not worry if the animals have been fed, not getting up to turn off the lights, again...and NOT worrying about things you cannot help or change.

Andrea said...

Yes...I do feel this way!
Hugs,
andrea

Mumsy said...

I do want to go back and being a little girl again, sometimes, and knowing what I know now, I would change things up too.

June said...

Renee I love this song too. When I first heard it it took me right back to N. Eagle Road where I grew up as a child. I loved the big two story with all of its many rooms and the silo and the barn I used to explore daily. Many happy years were spent here in this house and this song always takes me right back there. I do believe we can go back home...even if it is only in our thoughts. I also think it is so important to do...to connect again with the little girl that we once were.
You know I think of you often and wish only wonderful things for you my sweet friend!!! Sending you BIG HUGS today!

bad penny said...

Blogging has memories flooding back all the time.
The odd occassion that I've been in hospital I felt so looked after - like a child ( I actually enjoyed it !!! )

Marydon said...

Ohhh, Sweet friend ~ I know things have been tough for you ... all the way around. But believe me when I say this, tho said by so many before me I am sure ...

We may not know now the 'why' we travel this path at the moment, we do know that He is with us all the way. Eventually, that small curve in our traveled path will straighten, we will look back & know despite our anguish earlier, it was all meant to be ... for the better.

You are so full of love & sweetness ... look forward to each new day as a closer walk to the new beginnings. I am here for you ... pick up the phone if you need to talk.

Have a great day.
Hugs, Marydon

Gail said...

It's very me too. My sister has bought our family home.... when I'm there (which is often) I have loads of deja-vu moments, even though they've changed it dramatically and chopped down most of the trees.... there's a part of me that is still sitting in the pepper tree, watching the clouds float by.... without any other care in the world.

Some days, I want that again.

Di in Indiana said...

I love that song too! Sending you tons of hugs ;-) Love you!

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