Allow me to ramble a bit? I don't really have a point I'm trying to make with this post ~ I just want to set my thoughts to words. We have had a very trying week. Stress has been the word of the week. I have a close friend and I'm having to put some distance between us. When this type of thing happens, it's never fun. But something happened in her home while my daughter was there...and truly my daughter should have either been taken right home or they should have called me to come get her. But instead they carried my daughter right along in the midst of their drama. Ugh.
Honestly, people want to look at me and tell me that I should know that I'm "lucky" for having teenagers that are calm and well behaved and don't give me and my husband grief. Well, no. It's not luck. A lot of hard work and thought and prayer went into raising them.
Good kids don't just happen people.
Ok, stepping down from my soapbox now...
This incident goes right along with other things that have been heavily on my mind for a while now. The things that so many believe are now "normal" are things that just a few years ago would have made people aghast. Where has the sense of dignity of lifestyle gone? We are told we can't live the way we once could with those same standards. Well. Yes we can.
I know I've said it before but I'll say it again ~ even though I was raised between the mid 1970s through the early to mid 1990s, my childhood truly was like that of the "stereotypical" 1950s family. My parents were born in the 1930s and had me in their 40s. So the music we listened to, the food we ate, the customs and traditions we held to and the lifestyle we lived was very old fashioned ~~ and in a very good way.
There are certain attributes of my childhood that I try to bring into my home and my parenting to pass on to the next generation. They might seem like silly little details to some...but I truly feel they are important things.
I remember there always being music in my home. My parents had a radio next to their bed that played softly 24/7. They could still manage during those years of the 70s-90s to find a local station that played the "oldies" of the 30s-60s music. I remember when I turned 6 years old one of my birthday gifts was a clock radio for my own room. I was so proud of that large, clunky thing, lol. I remember my dad setting it up in my room for me and tuning it to the same station he and mother listened to. Truthfully, I never changed the station to a different one until I was about 14 years old, lol. But even then, in the rest of the house you could hear those old tunes quietly playing in the background. That is one of my favorite memories of my childhood ~ always being surrounded by that old music. I still love it and still know all the words to almost all those songs. The song in the video above was always one of my favorites. For years since becoming an adult I had tried in vain to find a radio station that played the old songs I remember from my childhood. I couldn't do it. Then I tried online radio venues. Still nothing that consistently played what I was used to growing up. But I recently found a station on SiriusXM radio that was exactly what I've spend years looking for! It's called, "Escape" and it's perfect. The exact style of music and singers I remember. Oh, I have been having quite a fun time turning that on and playing it in my home ~ quietly in the background, just like I remember. the things that God would have us concentrate on. Keep our minds and hearts open to the opportunities he places before us to be an encouragement and help to others. Be quiet and mind our own business. Work with our own hands. And fiercely, fiercely protect the sanctity and peace of our homes and lifestyle!