As posted by yours truly at RevGalBlogPals:
In a week of wondering how various things in our family life will unfold, I found myself thinking of the way Maria comforted the Von Trapp children in one of my favorite movies. Frightened by a thunder storm, the children descend upon her, and she sings to them about her favorite things, taking their minds off the storm.
So, let's encourage ourselves. Share with us five of your favorite things. Use words or pictures, whatever expresses it best.
Because really, when DON'T I think of a musical in a moment of trial?
1. Musicals, and the way their themes have influenced our family life–Yesterday Light Princess told me she couldn't stop giggling in Social Studies because the teacher was reading them a conversation between John Adams and Thomas Jefferson that was clearly the basis for some of the lyrics in 1776. Our collective knowledge of musicals binds us together, gives us an emotional patois that reaches into moments of discouragement and anxiety, that takes us out of ourselves and reminds us that many struggles are common, and we are not alone. After The Great Hard Drive Wipe of Ought Nine, I'm rebuilding my iTunes, and it's the musicals that get priority for being reloaded.
2. Writing–Someone asked me recently how I find time to write, and I said, it's not about finding time, it's a necessity. It's like breathing. There's almost nothing I can't write my way through or over or under or around, and I've been doing it since long before I was a preacher or a blogger. In recent years I've become more disciplined about writing, setting some writing as an exercise for myself, but when I'm distressed, writing helps. And writing in and for a community adds a dimension I did not expect when I wrote my first blog post in 2003.
3. Animals–At our house right now there are two dogs and two cats, down from our all-time high of four cats and a puppy when Molly first joined us. During the dark days when my first marriage ended, Nicky and Puss Puss came to live with the children and me, and on the days I did not have the children, their need for care and feeding got me out of bed in the morning. Nicky's purr as he lay on my chest made me feel needed and even the teeniest bit hopeful. I've often thought he came to me just when I needed him most. We still miss him.
4. Cinnamon–I just love it. The smell of cinnamon toast, the ultimate comfort food, has been part of my life since forever. When I close my eyes and think of cinnamon, I remember myself at 316 North Street in Jane Austen's Village, and what home smelled like.
5. My family–There is nothing as sweet as all five of us around the dinner table. I took it for granted for a long time, but because the boys are older, it's now an event when everyone is home, and we make the most of it. Warm and funny, convivial, which must mean "with life."
Bonus: Knitting. Oh, how I love knitting. I love the way a ball of string manipulated with sticks becomes something wearable or decorative. I love the entire process, from choosing yarn and patterns to watching the item grow larger, to seeing it on a person I love.
You don't have to be a RevGal to play. And if you're feeling more like playing your UNfavorite things, try this anyway. I'm feeling a little better.