As a child I was an Anne, possessing an over active imagination and sometimes being just plain weird as I was not as cute and eloquent as my red headed heroine. There were many things that I dreamed of doing with my life, and I spent much time recording my fervent wishes on paper. Of course, firstly, I was going to be swept off my feet by a tall, dark, and handsome knight, who would be awestruck by my poise and beauty, who would gaze at me with a tender expression while I slept each night, amazed that such a lovely creature as I was his spouse. Okay, I did get hitched to a tall drink of water after a major detour, (called my first marriage), but... well... there isn't a lot of pillow gazing- he falls asleep and twitches as soon as his head hits the pillow. I digress...like I was saying, I got my Prince, and my lovely offspring, so my biggest goal to be a wife and mother is a reality that I thank God for.
There are a few other dreams that never came to fruition. Things that I would ask for if I could choose a talent just one day... I will be sharing some of those with you this week.
Here is one I may have already mentioned, but we'll start here anyways:
I wish I was a beautiful, confident, big, busty, African American woman(you may want to see my pic in the side bar about right now if you are not familiar with my real appearance) that could belt out a tune like this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0s5Tb1_Xufs&feature=related
(i know it is a long video, but make sure you watch at about 3/4 of the way through where she pulls off her hair piece and "takes it to church!" I'm serious. My heart hurts a bit watching that because I SO want to be able to do that- just once! Maybe in heaven I will be able to belt it out.
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Hee-Hee...yep. Maybe in Heaven. :D
Oh, I can totally belt it out like Aretha!
The thing is, for some reason, people don't stand and clap but instead run away holding their ears.
I can't imagine why.
i watched a girl on stage at our church help lead such a truly beautiful song w/ her solo. i stood amazed and a whole lotta envy welled up.
funny thing was...i met her in the kid's wing later on. it was quiet, no one else but her and i. so i puffed up my confidence and praised her on her voice.
you know what? she shared her sweet heart about how incredibly HARD it was for her to get on stage and sing. never would've known it. and i felt like she just wanted to pour herself out on me at that moment.
me..the one who can't sing well, has so many issues in life that this dear woman would laugh and yet she chose to reveal her true self to me a total stranger.
so i walked away from that one not only wanting to sing like her, but be like her...REAL!
i'm with ya girl. in heaven, i'm thinking peeps like us will be in the front row belting it out cuz it will be w/o inhibition.
btw...looking at your picture, add a straw hat, put your hair in braids...i can see her there!
oh, totally, I get that I look like Anne or Laura Ingalls, but not Aretha Franklin. That pink dress was fab, too, wasn't it? I can't wear that color-clashes with my hair and freckles. Maybe in heaven that won't matter either!
I just wanted to tell you that I completely agree with your comment on my blog. Completely.
I spent a good part of my pre adolecents wanting to be Asian. I get it.
I too wish I could sing. I do sometimes pretend I'm on America Idol, but my kids usually tell me to knock it off because I'm annoying.
Heaven? Yeah I'm sure your heavenly body is black and busty... he he. I'll be looking for that instead of a cute red head when I get there, OK? ~K
I love your secret ambition! Black and busty, that's awesome!
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That was great. I had never seen it before. ' She is one awesome lady. I'll be sining with ya like that in heaven. Because it is never going to happen here on earth.
I always tell Sarah Kelly that my voice sounds like hers (in my heart.) She tosses her red hair back and laughs and laughs.
Hoping in heaven that it will sound like hers out loud!
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