Haunted, Finding a Way to Happiness

For days I have watched from many media sources– images of children in pain.  It should not hurt to be a child!

The fighting between Israel and Gaza presently shows no signs of ending.  Peace is no where in sight.

I can’t get the pictures out of my head, and it both saddens me, and angers me.  I am in no way choosing sides– fingering who is right and who is wrong.  It’s just that bleeding and crying children hurt my heart.

All of this is happening and I prepare to sing for wounded soldiers at the Durham VA Hospital on Wednesday.

I am rehearsing songs that make me move and make me smile.   Songs such as:  Route 66, California Dreaming, Peel me a Grape, Oooo Baby Baby, and Whatever Lola Wants.   Man, these are tunes that bring me joy!

They can, at least for a time, take my mind off the news that cripple the human spirit.

As I drive in my car or stand in front of mirrors in my home/office– I rehearse these songs.  I sing.  I am happy.

In these moments, I feel so grateful that I possess a gift that both uplifts me and others.  I  feel abundantly blessed.

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