Some of you will roll your eyes, having heard it a hundred times and not really listened to the lyrics. You may skip on to the rest of the post.
For some of you, hearing this will be a profoundly moving experience.
I was in the latter group, and can only once again express my delight and joy and HUGE gratitude to lovely Sandy, who shared it first, at her blog, yesterday, on this hop. The rest of her post is fabulous too, but this song made my day. I have been mainlining it ever since. I kid you not - I've listened to it on a loop for several hours straight (that's how I roll...)
In a week which has been truly challenging, this song and its beautiful lyrics shot straight to my heart. It was an absolute bullseye. And a much-needed one. Because this week (at times) has been desperately, crushingly hard. To the point where the clouds have descended in front of my eyes, my breath has caught in my lungs, as though they were paralysed, and it's been all I could do to put one foot in front of the other and keep going.
I was on my knees, floundering, nearly lost and swept out to sea (again) by the sneaker-wave of grief which thundered into my life last weekend, when I was already struggling. The timing truly sucked.
But. And here's where the Thankful begins. I had so, SO many friends (and relations) both on and offline, who held me close, dusted me down and helped put me back together; back on my feet and kindasortanearly ready to go out and face the world again (1).
Which I did. With aplomb (2) (10 Awesome Points to anyone who referenced this, this weekend. 10 more to anyone who knows (without looking it up) what a 'fortnight' is).
I accepted a most beautiful 'sisterhood' blogging award, which lovely Cyndi awarded me because she likes me, and all sorts of other wonderful-things-that-she-said-reasons (3). And then because I wasn't happy that I only got 10 nominations to make at the end of it (though I was HUGELY delighted to write about my beautiful friends and share their blogs, and their selves, with other people), and even though I broke the rules (because I can, and frequently do (4)) I wanted more.
So I created my own award (5) and handed out a load of Hardwired Hearts. And because it was late and the list was already SO LONG, I stopped. Ready to pick up again this weekend. Which raised no small amount of flak and aggravation from certain people who shall Mike remain J nameless Mele.
I went to my work Christmas meal, and had FUN (6). Slightly (but not too much, promise) drunk fun, with much letting off of steam and being silly together and eating good food, and gloating about the most GORGEOUS tiramisu (7), when others had ordered a not-nice cheesecake. I WON at pudding.
I co-hosted Finish The Sentence Friday (8) and in spite of the extra effort of another blog hop to manage over the weekend, it was such fun, and a real honour, as FTSF is the first hop I ever joined in with, and like your first Timelord, your first blog hop is not something you get over in a hurry.
I'm SO grateful that when you stop moving and interacting on Google+ video chat, it automatically ends your video feed and puts your profile picture back up for everyone else to see (9). Because I might've completely, totally fallen asleep HALFWAY THROUGH CHATTING with Clark, Michelle and Zoe. And I felt SO embarrassed when I woke up at 4 in the morning to discover myself 'alone in the room'. And then I knew that THEY'D SEEN ME ASLEEP!
Fortunately, after much panicked messaging, I was able to ascertain the following
- I'm great at sleeping sitting up whilst looking as though I'm deep in concentration
- I neither drooled or snored
- I'm "cute" when I'm asleep
And because it's MY HOP and I want to, I'm going to name a few more of the (still-to-be-finished) list of recipients of the Hardwired Heart...