Sunday, September 11, 2011

Remembering

Sometimes finding the right words isn’t always the easiest thing to do. On the anniversary of 9/11 as I sit hear reading all the posts on Facebook and Twitter I’m struggling to find the right words to make a profound impact on others. I know I don’t have to, but I don’t want to seem insensitive and not share my feelings of the effects of that historic day. The attacks on 9/11 changed us; even if only temporary it changed us nonetheless. We as a nation began to realize the importance of our lives, our relationships our loves. We no longer took for granted that there would be a tomorrow. We called our loved ones near and far, we cried with friends and neighbors, our relationships become stronger. As with most things, there is a song, music, lyrics that serve as a time machine and takes me back almost instantly. For me, that song would be One More Day by Diamond Rio. It was played over and over on the local radio stations in Hampton Roads, the home to the largest Naval Base in the world…it still brings tears to my eyes. Check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvy_v3UewFg

Another song inspired by the events of 9/11 is Kangaroo Cry by Blue October. Some of you may recall this song from an episode of NCIS, some may not. I first heard this song a few years after 9/11 but as I mentioned some songs/lyrics serve as a time machine and almost immediately I am taken back to that day that shall forever remain in our hearts.  To all those lost and to those in harm’s way every day to make our Country a safer place to live, I thank you for your commitment and sacrifices.  

Check out the lyrics below and the pictures in this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bwtdGRbuOs

Losing my control
Here it is the day I have to go
Just sit beside me
I can’t let this show
How sick I feel to leave you so alone
God I’m terrified

We’ve lost respect for decency
When one can turn our world into an ant pile
We run circles, no direction do I see
The dust has blinded you, the dust has blinded me

I kissed her on the cheek
And then I waved goodbye
She had the saddest look I’ve seen in years
A kangaroo cry
A warm pathetic ocean flow we have to live by
We have to live by
Because we have to live

Chorus
And you choose to break our families
Tell me you’ve used all precautions known
And I’ll stand beside the ones who stood alone
How long will we have to sing until you finally bring our sons, our daughters home?
We’ll let the prayers start healing, what time’s been stealing

We only want to feel as close as we can be
Use hands for holding on to your precious family
Just believe in all who shine
The light to help you see
Cause if I believe in you, will you believe in me?

I kissed her on the cheek
And then I waved goodbye
She had the saddest look I’ve seen in years
A kangaroo cry
A warm pathetic ocean flow we have to live by
We have to live by
Because we have to live

Keep hanging on
Keep hanging on
Keep hanging on
Keep hanging on

We’ll let the prayers start healing, when time’s been stealing
Start healing
Start healing

Until we meet again.

Heather

Monday, September 5, 2011

Is Summer over yet?

It’s Labor Day and the summer is unofficially over. YEAH! Fall is my favorite season. Why, well let’s see, there is cooler weather, football and Thanksgiving to name a few. I love wearing layers of comfy clothes and watching the leaves change colors. This year has just flown by and I am excited for all the events I have planned in the new few months.

First, Tammy and I planning an outlet shopping trip in two weeks. I know that may sound corny, but to have another female to shop with is super exciting. Jason hates shopping with me and getting stuck carrying all my bags. He hasn’t quite learned the art husbanding when it comes to shopping. He follows me around in circles and then bitches about it. Come on, go find a seat with all the other husbands and play poker on your phone until I’m done.

Next up in late September, Beverly and her friend Janelle are coming up to see Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat. I haven’t seen Beverly since I left Virginia Beach March of last year. It will be a short visit, but it will be fun catching up in person. Beverly and I have kept in touch through occasion phone calls, Facebook and she even encouraged me to start this blog. None of have seen Jason Mraz live before so we’re all super excited. Beverly said seeing him will scratch one of her “to dos” off her bucket list.

Then in October I have what I like to call my Blue October week. The week begins with Columbus Day then followed by an entire week off work. During that week Jason and I are planning a road trip with Millie to see his three kids in Ohio. Then it’s back home to rejuvenate and prepare for two Blue October concerts.  Yes, I said two. The first one I am going with Cindy (my sister) in Philly and the second in Maryland with Jason. Needless to say, I can hardly wait!

Wrapping up that week I have tickets to a Redskin vs. Eagles game at Fed Ex Field. This is going to be my very first Eagles game. I am little ashamed to admit that my first football game was at Jets Stadium years ago. My boyfriend at the time was huge, HUGE Houston Oiler fan. We got to see Warren Moon quarterback before moving on to the Vikings. I’ll never forget freezing my ass off after getting beer dumped on me by some dumbass drunk. I can’t wait to do it again…although I’m a little smarter now and I’m not sure I am going to wear the opposing team’s jersey.  

Fall winds down with my favorite holiday of the year, Thanksgiving. I love to cook and I make stuffing to die for. Literally. It’s high fat and butter content alone is enough to initiate a coronary embolism.  I don’t care about the turkey other than the fact that I actually stuff my bird with my delectable stuffing. It just doesn’t taste the same if it’s not cooked in the bird. Thanksgiving is the one day where I don’t care how many calories or how much butter is consumed. It’s all about comfort food shared with friends and family. Great, now I am craving stuffing. Thank god summer is unofficially over! Until we meet again.