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Saturday, May 10, 2008

sweet serenade

It was an incredibly sweet moment. Time stood still and I relished the purity of the creative spirit. Just the other night J and I were cuddling prior to his bedtime. (I often wrestle with the whole children need to be sent to bed alone thing. Honestly, the cuddling before bed is one of the sweetest moments for me...always has been. I think I hang on to it because I realize it will be gone before I know it!) I decided this particular evening that singing would be soothing and would take me back to the days I cuddled a baby in my arms and sung sweet lullabies and hymns while rocking. J chose to go first and what followed where priceless words from a child's heart. He sang of friendship, prettiness, bullies; I suppose whatever he had faced during the day. Now you must understand the J has not quite found the gift of musical pitch and melody, yet. He is very passionate however, about words, inflection and hand motions, all songs must have hand motions. He sang one song in a rock rendition followed by a rap and then finally a sweet love song. This love song is what truly pierced my heart. Before he started he told me I could in fact say the song was beautiful if I so choosed. It was. He sung of my prettiness and wonderfulness as a mom and his love for me. Time stood still.

Finally, it was time for him to go to bed. As I tucked him in he asked me to sing one more song (I had sung him some of my favorite hymns.) I started to sing "Jesus Love Me" and he stopped me. "Mommy, sing me a song about loving me." Now I must admit I'm not quite comfortable with my own ability to create songs without printed music to follow, give me a paint brush or fabric and I'll go for it, but create music and words with nothing? Scary. A mother's love however, knows no fear and so I plunged ahead. As I let myself go and concentrated on my overwhelming love for this creative, passionate, beautiful boy the song poured out from my heart. I don't remember what exactly I sang or the tune that was heard but by the look on the face of my son I knew I had hit the right chord. From the depths of my heart came a song of love.

4 comments:

jankr said...

"sweet Serenade" was precious. Made me cry. J and B are so adorable....I can't wait to see them this summer. What sweet memories you are building with your two boys. You are a great mom. Happy Mother's Day my dear sweet daughter. Even though you are an "old chick", I still remember the first time I saw your beautiful face after your birth and how it touched my heart. Had I not been musically challenged, I would have sung to you, but I was afraid it might damage you emotional. I sing like J, off key. While reading your blog I was listening to Celine sing, "The First Time I Saw Your Face." That added to the tears also. Love you. Mom

jessbran said...

Once again, absolutely beautiful...

Tonya said...

Hey Joelle! That is my favorite time of the day, too. I always cuddle him when I put him to bed. The latest is singing songs - homemade of course - about each of his trains and the bulldozers, tractors, fire engines, etc. in all of his books. A songwriter, I am not - but it's his favorite thing. Then he sings and I am absolutely amazed at what he comes up with! Anyhow, what a sweet memorie for you! I know you cherish it. Thanks for sharing!
Ton

Lola said...

I love this post! So sweet.