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I Hope You Dance

5/2/2012

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Driving into work this morning, I heard, I Hope You Dance.   I hadn’t heard that song in forever.  What a great song.  It’s what I want for me, and everyone I know.  It’s so easy to get lost in the stress, etc., that life passes us by
sometimes. I hate that.  I love when I’m so in the moment, that I stop and think: I never want to forget this smell, this time, the look on my kids face, etc. 
Well, it’s just too bad my memory sucks so badly. I’ve really got to start recording the kids more, so when my brain does officially turn to mush, I’ll still have access to those  memories.

 I also have to say, that I’m so glad that there’s new music out that I’m actually loving right now I Won’t Give Up by Jason Mraz is my favorite song.  It’s so freaking beautiful. I’m also loving Run by Matt N. and Jennifer Nettles.  Man, he’s a great songwriter!  The two of them singing together is pure magic.  And I’m also really digging; We Are Young, by F.U.N.  The video kinda ruins the song for me, but it I can block it out, I love jamming out to me. So, if you have access to these songs, please send me a c.d. w/ them. Remember, I don’t have a computer at home. Life is just so hard for me. Hahaha. :)

I held myself to my promise of playing a game with the boys last night.  As a
family we played, Apples to Apples (it’s their fave game). I felt really guilty, when Cal said, “We’re playing a board game.  I don’t get it. It’s not the weekend.”  I’ve got to do a better job of being“present” during the week. 
There’s no reason I can’t make time for those things during the week, too.  So, last night Cal was in our bedroom and going on about something, and Brian made some smart a$$ comment about something or other (I can’t remember, big shock). I looked at Brian and said, you don’t have to be a J.A. We all started to laugh. Brian says to Cal, do you know what that means? Cal said flatly, yes, she just called you a jackass.  OMG.  We nearly died.  I guess nothing gets past that kid anymore.  It’s especially funny, as I’m fairly certain the boys have never heard me actually cuss at Brian.

Cal told us last night, that he wants to go to a different school next year.  And
that if we still live here, he just wants to stay home.  I don’t know how much of it is what’s going on, or that he’s terrified of how “loud” third grade is.  He’s
commented on how the teachers in third grade have to yell at the students.  Ugh. We’ll figure it out.  I’m not going to figure it all out today, so I’m not going to dwell on  it.  Cal also added, he needed a different school, because this school doesn’t have what he needs. Haha.  Nothing gets past this kid anymore.  It’s so hard to believe that just 3 years ago, I would buy his Christmas gifts, etc., with him right in the cart.  He could never put two and two together.  That boy is smart as a whip.  It’s so freaking awesome to watch his growth. Ryno’s doing better in school, too.  He recently took a ton of pride in an at home project.  Brian and he worked really hard on it, and Ryne got an A+. I’ve never seen him so proud of a grade in his life.  I loved to see it.  It’s so nice to see that they  actually care about their grades. I never did, until I got into college.

 Today, is a really nice day at work.  I’ve already gotten a ton done, and had a good vendor visit.  My boss is out sick, and you know how that is.  It’s just makes things so much more relaxing.  I’ve never been one to really be intimidated by a boss, but I find myself with those emotions here.  It probably has a lot to do with the fact, that it’s a new job. I hate not knowing how to do everything. And I really hate having to ask for help.  I know, that shocks, you
right?

In addition to having a good day at work, I’m super, super stoked for lunch today.  My favorite lunch partner from the Portland area is in IL. He’s here for a couple of days, and he’s going out of his way to swing by and pick me up for lunch today.  I can’t tell you how much that warms my heart. I’m really excited to see him.  It truly means a lot to me, that he’s heading out to BFE just to see me. I’m so lucky to have ppl like this in my life. It’s making me think of my “second home", Vancouver a lot today.  I really do miss everyone.

 I hope this entry finds you well and enjoying your day.

~Jen

 Lyrics, to I Hope You Dance
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty-handed

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance
I hope you dance

 I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances but they're  orth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth making

Don't let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
 
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

Dance
I hope you dance
(Dance)
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)

Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder
(Dance)
Where those years have gone
(Dance)

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