Mom & I enjoyed a random trip to Chicago this weekend. On the way home, we listened to my iPod for 6 hours, singing to all of our favorite music. Mom made a comment regarding how my life has changed since my divorce and how much I've grown in my spirituality. I had already thought about it many times on my own. When this song came on, it brought me right back to the time when I had an open wound. My heart was broken in a million pieces. It seems there is always a song and this one ("Call the Man" by Celine Dion) turns out was my prayer and I didn't even know it at the time. I just remember listening to it over and over again, through many tears. God heard my prayer and captured my heart. I'd do it all over again since it ignited the fire and started my relationship with Jesus Christ. It was worth every tear.

We sang until we lost our voices. Mom kept asking me to turn it up louder. (It was beginning to hurt my ears-- no kidding!) We made a precious memory!

xoxo