My happy place song. Jimmy Cliff, I Can See Clearly Now
Some pray. Meditate. Jog. Retail therapy-ize. When life’s storms become, as my mother likes to say, very life-like.
Me? I listen to that song. Although, I should probably take up exercise too.
The words. The melody. Jimmy Cliff’s smiling voice…because I’m sure he is smiling contagiously as he is singing it. To me, it’s perfection, everything about it.
It lifts me up. It fills me with hope. It makes me euphoric from the inside and it bubbles out as I sing along with the words. Something as simple as that song.
Brace yourselves for what I’m about to say. It’s my FAVORITE song. Perhaps of all time. Above any of Duran Duran songs. And as some of you know, I LOVE Duran Duran.
Sometimes the rainbow you’ve been waiting for is completely storm cloud covered spewing out unmanageable torrential rain. Each raindrop needing to be dealt with, one at a time, until it becomes a gentle mist. With an occasional roll of thunder, of course.
Then finally. The clouds break. The sun shines. And that giant rainbow smiles across the sky.
Right now, it seems the clouds are breaking.
There is still a fine mist.
But it doesn’t bite the way those harsh, torrential raindrops do, when you’re looking up, straining to look for that rainbow.
Our mortgage company, Countrywide, got bought out awhile back. Through them, we had one of those trouble making ARMS. But they had worked ” a deal” with us, right before they disappeared or got bought out. Our original deal became null and void. But now, the new company is working with us. For real this time. I hope.
I think I actually slept last night without anxiety. Even after waking up at 4am, as usual. This time, I fell back to sleep.
I hope this isn’t any type of calm. Before any sort of awful storm that may be headed our way. Fingers crossed.
Now, if only I could get my kids to do stuff around the house.
One raindrop at a time, right?
What’s your happy? Songs? Eating? Exercise.
What makes your dark clouds go away?