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Life means so much
Every day is a journal page
Every man holds a quill and ink
And there’s plenty of room for writing in
All we do is believe and think
So will you compose a curse
Or will today bring the blessing
Fill the page with rhyming verse
Or some random sketching
Teach us to count the days
Teach us to make the days count
Lead us in better ways
That somehow our souls forgot
Life means so much
Life means so much
Life means so much
Every day is a bank account
And time is our currency
So nobody’s rich, nobody’s poor
We get 24 hours each
So how are you gonna spend
Will you invest, or squander
Try to get ahead
Or help someone who’s under
Teach us to count the days
Teach us to make the days count
Lead us in better ways
That somehow our souls forgot
Life means so much
Life means so much
Life means so much
Has anybody ever lived who knew the value of a life
And don’t you think giving is all
What proves the worth of yours and mine
Teach us to count the days
Teach us to make the days count
Lead us in better ways
That somehow our souls forgot
Life means so much
Every day is a gift you’ve been given
Make the most of the time every minute you’re living
Grace’s Grand Adventure
When I first looked at our beautiful house on Stevens avenue the first thing I feel in love with was the wallpaper in the dining room. It was old and had this vintage look to it-I love old things. When I would drink tea in that room I felt like Lizzy Bennit. My parents however were not really into the whole vintage thing, but they said they would keep it until I moved out of the house. They changed, painted and updated every room in the house-but not my dinning room.
My life is changing- everything that I have known for the past 18 years is flipping around on me. I have never liked change all that much. I think its because I hate goodbyes. I hate when we cut down trees-I recall sobbing when the tree in our old church yard fell down. Sap came out and I told my mom that the tree was bleeding, she gave me a band aid to put on that tree. Everything changes, everything grows, everything dies. Sometimes it hard to let go of the things we love. Sometimes we don’t realize how deeply we love until we say goodbye. I am trying to let go of the things that I hold in a tight fist.
Starting with the wallpaper. Two days ago we peeled it off- all of it. Not going to lie-it caused a few tears. Amidst all the change the last thing I wanted was my favorite wall paper to come down. But I let it go.
One small step into the change that I will start calling ”Grace’s Grand Adventure”
Smile
The best
I was on a walk with my dear friend Moriah and for part of the time my dear friend Hannah. We were dreaming up a storm and talking our tongues dry. We laughed at red lights like crazy people until people were thoroughly amused. We got lost and found the place that I have only ever found by getting lost first. We picked lilacs and apple blossoms. We danced in the parking lot to Benny Goodman and we gave our feet a nice long mud bath. We climbed a tree and watched the sun fall into a sunrise on the other side of the world. We didn’t do the homework we had planned to do together. We just got distracted by the beauty on the way home from rehearsal. When we got home Moriah asked me a question. You see I am going to Ireland in a few weeks (dies with excitement) and so we were talking about this trip.
Moriah looked at me as we sat on my day bed listening to a CD that sounds like waves and birds and flutes and she asked me “What if you get sick on your trip? Like the whole time? what you have something terrible like pneumonia for the whole trip?” I replied ”that would really stink” She grabbed my hand and said “No. No, if that happened that would be the best thing that could happen. You just wouldn’t know why”
This hit me. Every time something goes wrong in my life I will shrug it and say “God is sovereign.” But not only is God sovereign- he is good. Every little mishap that happens. Every tragic event. Its all the best. The absolute best.
soon
Soon I will post and post about how much Cb productions has ment to me.
Today I am just going to cry and cry and cry and cry and cry.
Minced oaths.
I am sure I will be posting something really long and sappy tomorrow, but I am going to try and keep it together for a little while longer…
But oh, I don’t want this chapter of my life to end. Turning the page after all of that is going to suck.
Also, funny story, I cried yesterday and there were sparkles in my tears…how epic is that? Pretty darn. If you are going to loose it you might as well do it in style.
What did I find?
“Can’t really be you ’til you’re everyone else”
One last weekend forever and ever
Another water color…
-By Graycie
