It Only Takes A Song...

This morning I am allowing myself to wallow a little. Maybe 'wallow' isn't the correct word? I am certainly feeling sentimental and thoughtful.

Picture the scene: I am folding washing, the girls are at church with Tony and this is my time (oh the joys of motherhood that my time is filled with folding washing). I am thinking of special friends today, taking part in a 5k run for teamjess, and filled with sadness that Jess is no longer with us. I am thinking of 'liver families' who are going through so much, struggling and dealing with 'touch and go' situations that put anything we cope with into insignificance. I am thinking of how far we have come, how much Bethany has been through and how much we have been through as a family, a team; how those 'touch and go' moments once belonged to us and how we do not know what the future holds.

The perfect backing track for this moment - well, for me - is Hallelujah. So imagine me sentimentally singing, folding and contemplating.

The song ends and I wait for the next song to set my scene just as perfectly as the last. But what happens is Hana's Helpline Theme Tune (cbeebies, for those of you who are presently saying 'Huh?') blares out. For a split second I am jolted and annoyed because this doesn't fit my mood and the peace but then it hits me... how lucky am I to have this song playing? How lucky am I to have this life, these children, this family, this situation that led me to exactly this moment when I would be jolted back to the task in hand by an annoying children's song.

And so my theme for today is Hana'a Helpline as I continue to go about my day, thinking of special friends, hopefully about to make a special memory of my own with my precious girlie-whirls.

*Sentimental moment over, normal service will resume shortly!*