Monday, April 25, 2011

3: If I Had Three Wishes

With only three weeks left until that glorious day in May when my husband walks across the commencement stage and I jump for joy, I realize that I'm just now starting to allow myself to enter the dreaming phase of all of this...

Dreaming about the upcoming weeks when all the pressures of the schoolwork have vanished in one magical poof.

Dreaming about weekends where we spend the afternoon in the park as a family.

Dreaming about evenings when there are two parents at home to put their three children to bed.

Dreaming about attending family events as a family, instead of the lone adult wrangling three little kids by herself.

Dreaming about a yard that receives the loving attention it deserves from he who has the strongest arms in the house.

Dreaming about a bathroom that receives the loving attention it deserves from the woman who has the finest attention to detail in the house.

Dreaming about what normal might even begin to feel like.

When it comes down to it, I have lots of dreams. But really, if I had only three wishes, they might possibly be summed up in the songs my children came home signing today:

Bubba's Song
Clean up, clean up, everybody do your share
Clean up, clean up, everybody everywhere

Little Bit's Song
The more we get together, together, together
The more we get together
The happier we'll be
'Cause my friends are your friends
And your friends are my friends
The more we get together
The happier we'll be

The Eldest's Song
There comes a time when we heed a certain call,
when the world must come together as one.
There are people dying and it's time to lend a hand
to life, the greatest gift of all.

We can't go on pretending day by day that someone,
somewhere will soon make a change.
We are all part of the earth's great big family
and the truth, you know, love is all we need.

We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones to make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we make a better day just you and me.


My son prefers this version of We Are The World to the one I knew so many years ago. He'll be singing it at his concert performance tomorrow at school. I think I'll cry.

We Are The World 25 For Haiti

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