The other night Chickie couldn't sleep. My great-aunt Jean gave her some bedtime music when she was born. My favorite was the Bedtime Bethoveen CD. So she has listened to it almost every night since she was just a baby to go to sleep. And yes, she loves classical music. Today she was looking for her ipod. She didn't want to listen to mine, she wanted to listen to pretty music with "piano's and flutes" while she painted.
Lately she has been calling me in at night asking if I will restart her bed time music. She said she forgot to listen and she apparently likes to fall asleep during the first two or three songs. She was really upset one night because she said she just couldn't stop thinking. Turns out that first graders have a lot more on their minds than babies do. In the end we decided to turn off the music so that she could devote her last waking hours purely to thought.
I had a similar experience with my Grammy shortly before she died. It was early in the morning and we were getting ready to take her to dialysis. She was all dressed and I needed to go get ready. I asked her if she'd
like to turn on the TV while I got dressed. We flipped through a few channels together and then I left. When I came back to her room it was quiet again. I asked her if she couldn't find anything interesting. She said, "Sometimes when your own life is so full, you don't have any room for that.... Do you know what I mean?" "Yes, Grammy. I know what you mean." We sat there quietly. Sometimes life is so full there are no words for such a moment.
Just a few unrelated thoughts about thought. I've had a lot on my mind lately. But none of it is conclusive. Does that ever happen to you? I think too much in general anyway. At least now I know I'm not the only one.
And I thought I didn't have any pictures for this post until I remembered our recent trip to the corn maze. Yes sometimes in life you end up at a dead end or biff it in the mudd, but it is still quite the adventure! You might as well laugh and enjoy it as much as possible.
4 comments:
you were up late... I love that last picture of Bentley! I totally know what your Grammy meant too. Quiet moments with your thoughts are precious and few. I think we don't take enough time for doing that. Have I mentioned yet how much I loved Colin and Mary Anns portraits?
I REALLY enjoyed this entry!!
I swear Bentley is such a stud!
Your babies are growing up. Chickie is so big and even little Bentley is becoming quite the big boy.
You aren't alone. I, too, have much on my mind. When I can't stop thinking, I've learned to redirect my thoughts on Christ when my thoughts keep trailing off from one thing to another, then I can fall asleep a little better. Grammy is right, our lives are full. It's a blessing to recognize that and leave out all the unnecessary things.
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