Sometimes you'll laugh
Sometimes you'll cry
Life never tells us
The when's or why's
When you've got friends to wish you well
You'll find a point when
You will exhale
Sometimes you'll cry
Life never tells us
The when's or why's
When you've got friends to wish you well
You'll find a point when
You will exhale
Sometimes moments catch me off guard. Sometimes I've let my shield down. God's armor. That ever present hope and feeling that tells you that whatever tries to shake you to your core will pass. That it will be OK.
Sometimes, like today, (after a particularly emotional night about the Baby P plan and my career juggling), I hook up my Whitney Houston Greatest Hits Album to my PA sound system in the house (the perks of being a formerly touring musician), and belt out cathartically. Today, these lyrics though. It's true. I laugh. I cry. And we aren't supposed to know the when's or why's, but I've got that love that holds me close, those close to me that wish me well, and it's in those moments I can inhale. And exhale.
We just have to remember to keep breathing. Keep loving. Keep living. To the fullest. To the very fullest.
Sometimes, like today, (after a particularly emotional night about the Baby P plan and my career juggling), I hook up my Whitney Houston Greatest Hits Album to my PA sound system in the house (the perks of being a formerly touring musician), and belt out cathartically. Today, these lyrics though. It's true. I laugh. I cry. And we aren't supposed to know the when's or why's, but I've got that love that holds me close, those close to me that wish me well, and it's in those moments I can inhale. And exhale.
We just have to remember to keep breathing. Keep loving. Keep living. To the fullest. To the very fullest.
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