Let me take you down...
I can't sing. I never know the words, I have no pitch, and I have an annoying little lisp. I never could sing... but that never stopped me.
When I was in High School, my Bestie, Richie, and I were involved with a Christian youth group called Young Life. we enjoyed singing along to the songs...quietly. But when we got in the car to head home, we belted them out as loud as we could, not caring how horrible we sounded.
I have always been a singer. I sing along to the radio. Even the songs I really shouldn't know. I sing when I have headphones on, looking and sounding weird. I sang to my Babies, and sing to my pets.
Songs left me a couple years ago. Not completely... but, the songs from my heart, singing a joyful tune, singing because you are happy... were gone for too long. My depression stole that joy from me. It's been a silent couple years.
Guess what? The songs in my heart are back! I find myself singing aloud a lot once again. Whistling & humming came first...Then it happened. I found myself once again singing in the shower. Singing in the car. Singing all the time.
Happiness has arrived and I feel the joy in my heart.
It feels good to be back♥
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