Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Just for a moment.

It may seem like I am complaining a lot... Maybe I am, I hope to do better and be more positive -- I am trying! This last semester of school has just been tough. I am five weeks in, eleven to go. I am registered for seventeen credits, that's nine classes... Sometimes I feel like I'm just putting in my time when I sit in the classroom. I have to make a conscious effort to turn my brain on and pay attention. 

Now stay with me, I have a positive spin coming and I need to share. For my own sake. 

I am blessed. Yes, a cliché and sometimes overused phrase... But I am so blessed. 

Regarding school: I have the opportunity to study something I love! Music feeds my spirit. I am fortunate to have professors who believe I am worth the investment of time. I get to sing every day! I know the difference between expressionistic and impressionistic music, not to mention post romantic and late romantic... :P I am learning to orchestrate pieces from piano scores for orchestra and symphony. I know how to teach people to sing and am prepared to teach children musical building blocks. That is awesome.

Other blessings: It has been sunny for two weeks. I love the sunshine. It reminds me that I am loved, I'm not alone, and there will always be warmth and light somewhere - maybe it's just hiding. 

Jameson loves me! He really loves me, every day. I'll be honest - I have a hard time loving myself every day. I don't know how he does it. :) I definitely have my young adult woman mood swings, and he is so kind. He always helps me laugh and encourages me to not take things so seriously and to see the joy in the small things. He is my tallest blessing reaching 6'4". 

With the sun shining, it has reminded me to enjoy Pocatello. It isn't my favorite place I've lived, but it is a great community, we have beautiful hills and clean air. We won't be here for much longer, and we may never live somewhere with such great mountain biking or hiking again. 

I am resolving to enjoy where I am now. I enjoy Pocatello, and school, and I loooovvvvvvve Jameson (I always love him). I have much to be thankful for. 

When I was in High School I wrote a little mantra on a notebook of mine:
Smell the roses. Remember the honeysuckles. Enjoy the daffodils. 

This means more to me now than it did then. Don't rush through life and miss the beauty. Remember sweet moments. Some of my favorite moments only last a short season; don't forget to enjoy them. 

These blessings that feel like trials will last just for a moment. I will enjoy them and also the opportunity to learn and grow.

Life is good. Here's to remembering that truth. Now let's act. :)