Day {One}

A girlfriend at work talked about this 30 day blog challenge she is doing on her blog to help her get into a better habit of writing & chronicling. So she gave me the list she is following and I am one day behind but I'm going to follow along.

Until I quit, of course.

But I started this blog 11 months ago and have a poor showing for it, so what better time to pick it up again than right before it is time to set a new New Year's Resolution!

Anywho, today is {Day 1: Your favorite song}.

To be fair, I have many favorite songs and artists. I love Adele. I love Alison Krauss. I love Michael Buble. So I will just have to focus on one solitary song that evokes such emotion it takes me back to the place where I first heard the song.

I had gotten a second hand copy of Third Day's Time cassette tape from a friend around the time I was 16. I loved it the first time I popped it into the tape player of my Ford Tempo and to this day I love Third Day still. There isn't a better song to start an album than I've Always Loved You.

Don't you know I've always loved you

Even before there was time.

Though you turn away

I tell you still

Don't you know I've always loved you

And I always will.

It wasn't just a religious song at that point. It was the song of my mom, of my dad, my family. I was so lucky to grow up with a family that, though cynical at times, knew what it meant to love. I never knew a time that I wasn't loved and I wanted to believe that very same thing about my future. That there was someone out there who would love all of my flaws the way my family already did. And the way Father certainly did because that was how he made me.

My very good friend had her baby yesterday afternoon. She was the most precious, tiny thing I could ever remember holding. I held her for an hour and it seemed like only minutes. Every facial expression and yawn and squeeze of my finger was just magical. I could have held her forever. In that moment the song flashed through my head again.

Sean & I have been married for a year and a half yesterday. We've been asked multiple times when we'll get to experience the same excitement. We had already decided that it would definitely not be for another 21 months at least, while he is in school. On top of that, I would like to have our house to ourselves for a few months before we start filling it up again! Whenever it does finally happen, though, there will be another baby that doesn't know what it feels like to have never been loved, because we already do. And we will be even more blessed than we already are.