Mercy Street

Its amazing. Its amazing that people take things for granted. Stupid little everyday things. I'm just as guilty of it as the next person. But I am wondering....can we not take things for granted? Can we simply look at a situation and just .....just know what it means?

I was just reminded of a CD. (The power of music, I tell ya'!!) It was around, if not, the summer of 2003. This is when I started REALLY REALLY getting into Peter Gabriel.I had just gotten a CD in the mail from sublicon. I couldn't wait to open it up and play it.
And I did.
With my Dad.
Him and I sat there and listened to that CD from start to finish. I remember him conducting with his foot. " Hey, Tianna...can you name this time signature? ". At the time, all of this was so normal. So everyday. I didn't think that maybe one day in the near future, this would just be a memory.

I haven't cried over my parents for awhile. I guess its overdue. I miss them terribly. I miss home. Home!

I can't help but feel wronged for what happened to us. I want to push blame onto someone else. But I can't. I want to scream to everyone that I miss my Mom and I miss my Dad!!! But I can't. All I am left with is a saying that has always been true to me, but I still don't fully understand: Everything happens for a reason.

So does that mean that I am taking for granted this entire situation? Perhaps.. Maybe I am forgetting that it is okay to sit at the computer at 2:00am, by myself, and just sob. Its ok to cry over losing my parents. Its ok to want to go home. Its just....ok.

Is that what I'm taking for granted right now?