Name That Tune (Prize Inside)

I. Am a shameless. Thief. I have stolen a meme from this site. I love it so much. And I invite you to play along. I am even stealing the meme this man has done.

The concept is simple. It's called My turn/Your turn, in which I tell you something about me, then you tell me something about you. No, it's not like playing doctor when you're a kid (I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours). Stop it. If you check out the post to which I linked, I think you'll enjoy his particular version of this meme.

My Turn:

My Hunny accuses me of always having a song in my head (which I do), and swears that most of the time it's my theme song for my life which runs through. He even claims to know what it is. According to him, my magnificent brain runs along to the tune of Flight of the Bumblebee. If not that, then the theme song to Barney, the Purple Bloatasaurus. Indignant, I claim that that is SO FALSE. I don't THINK SO. The first is indicative of how my ADD looks to the outside world (or at least to my Hunny), the second of, I assume, my lumbering, congenial nature. Oh how sad.

At any given moment there is a song running circles in my head, most likely just a snippet on loop, driving me nuts (Wheels on the Bus, anyone?). But I really do feel as though my life has a theme song, one which cycles in and out of the annoying bits which occasionally get lodged into the crevices, between the schedule and grocery list and stories. It's taken me a long time to identify the theme, to admit that it truly is the common thread in all of my experience, good and bad, of who I am.

Please don't laugh when I tell you what it is, as I'm sure it will sound simple and old-fashioned. And it is. And I'm' okay with that. It's seen me through some very, very difficult times in life. It has soothed my babies as I've walked them back and forth across a dark room, putting them to sleep, or patting their backs in their cribs as their sleepy eyes fight slumber.

Even this link sounds a little hokey, I know, but I love to sing it. I've walked other people's babies, while babysitting, walking them and singing it. Put them right to sleep every time. Alright, it's an old hymn, Jesus, Sweetest Name I Know. Not even my favorite hymn, y'all.

Because of what comes next, I must tell you WHY this is my theme song. I really only know the lyrics to the first verse:

There's within my heart a melody Jesus whispers sweet and low,
Fear not, I am with thee, peace, be still, in all of life's ebb and flow.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Sweetest name I know,
Fills my ev'ry longing, Keeps me singing as I go.

Like a few of you, I've been through my share of rough patches. I've known fear, embarrassment, conflict, sheer terror at times. I've also known pure bliss, friendship, the joy of being a mom. For me, that's life's ebb and flow. In the middle of all of it, I've really heard Him whisper, Peace, Be still. It's part of why I'm still here, still a mom and wife and friend.

Your Turn

And now it's Your Turn. Tell me what is your life's theme song. Aaaaannnnd ... there's a prize! No, I'm not judging this based on the actual song, certainly not on it being a particular type of song. Just tell me what your song is and why. I really want to know! And I'll be judging in a purely subjective fashion, based on the song and story of why, how they fit together. You all fascinate me. :) The prize? I'll send out one of my favorite books, which I'll be picking up once the decision is made. Honestly? I have many favorites and will probably even be subjective about that, sending whatever is most appropriate given the story and song. How's THAT for totally not fair or clear?

The deadline for your stories is Wednesday, March 5th, at 10 PM, central time. I'll post the story here, hopefully on Friday, when I declare the winner. I'm guessing some of you will know your song without even having to think, while others of you might need to consult your spouse or best friend (though mine certainly wouldn't be any help!). Have fun with this!

Until I write again ...

Flea

P.S. I realized, walking around singing (it's stuck in my head now), that I really do have a split personality (y'all HUSH!). That song is always followed by "Something About That Name" (another cheesy sounding link - sorry). So maybe my Hunny is right. The first is my bouncy Bumblebee song, the second my lumbering peaceful song. Hmm. I hate being wrong. :(