Day Thirty – My Favorite Song This Time Last Year:
Wow. I can’t believe it’s been 30 days of posting songs and videos on my blog. Okay … so I’ve interspersed a few posts in between the 30-Day Song Challenge, but they were for good reasons. At least I think they were.
Regardless, this now means I get to post another NaBloPoMo badge on my “Badges of Honor” page. Woo-frickin’-hoo!
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed following along with my music posts. As you can probably gather by now, music has always played a big part in my life. Somehow, I can’t see my life being complete without having a song in my head and in my heart.
But today, really is about the last song I need to name. I have a hard time remembering what I ate last night, let alone trying to remember what song I liked this time last year. I mean, give me a break … I’m getting senile in my older years. Especially since I have a birthday coming up this week.
So instead, I’m posting my favorite song once again. Except this time, I actually had time to put a video together for myself. So enjoy the slideshow below … as the description I added on YouTube says, this video is:
A photographic tale of my personal relationship with Hubby & with kids … and the fact that we can’t have any of our own. Resolving that part has been hard on us, but now we know … “Apron Strings can be used for other things than what they’re meant for.” But I would like to think that other persons (whether they’re kids or not … ) can still be happily “wrapped in my Apron Strings.”
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What is with this 30-day song challenge?
What was yesterday’s song?
Nice close to 30-days of posting. This video brings tears to my eyes. I guess sometimes life is so busy running itself that I forget how surrounded we are by precious kids — all of whom I love dearly and I’m blessed to watch them grow up. But at the end of the day, we don’t have our own and for that I’ll allow myself to shed more than just a tear. I do love your video. It’s definitely bittersweet. So many happy moments, yet in between those memories are spaces of hidden sadness. Being the man, being me I feel that I’ve got to be strong most of the time. Hide any signs of weakness, but this video gets to me. So thank you for allowing me that. You are my best friend. I love you. I love our life. I love our kids. I love our family. I love our friends. We are blessed in many ways, just not in the one and the hurt might not go away, but maybe it’ll fade. Time to put the tears away and enjoy our time with the ‘kids’ today.