Sometimes inspiration comes when I least expect it or when I'm not looking for it. It announces its presence in an unassuming way, giving me pause to consider what is and is not important in my life. It can come in the form of a hug from a little girl named Ellie on a Sunday morning at church whose eyes light up when she sees me and runs into my arms. It can come in the form of the wagging tail of my faithful dog as she greets me when I return home after a long, hard day at work. It can come in the form of reading a page-turner book that gives me escape from my daily routine and transports me to another time and place. Or it can come, as it did in the last few weeks, in the form of a 48-year-old woman who became an overnight YouTube sensation.
The first time I viewed Susan Boyle singing "I Dreamed a Dream" on the talent show Britain's Got Talent, I cried like a baby. In fact, I've watched that video over and over, and each time, tears well up in my eyes as her beautiful voice touches my soul. But it's more than Susan's voice that brings inspiration to me, so much more. It is the story of her life ... deemed "learning disabled" as a child and subsequently teased as she grew up; taking care of her elderly, ailing mother for many years while sacrificing her own dreams and desires; never marrying, now living alone with her cat, Pebbles. Her appearance, her humble life, her unassuming manner all contribute to build my admiration for the courage and inner strength that she obviously possesses.
It was Susan's attempt to fulfill a promise she made to her dying mother to "make something of herself" that spurred her to audition for the talent show, and the rest, as they say, is history. The judges, the people in the audience, and those of us who watched the video thought that Susan was a joke and that her performance would be a train wreck. And then ... she smiled, opened her mouth, and sang.
Susan came in second in the competition, but by all accounts, her life will never be the same. She will have a recording contract, and she will sell millions of CDs. She will get a book deal, and someone will make a movie of her life. The meager success she hoped for when she auditioned will pale in comparison to what is coming her way. I hope that Susan realizes that her voice is wonderful, beautiful, and inspirational. But what I truly hope that Susan knows and embraces is that it is her ... her life, her inner spirit, her courage ... that has brought inspiration to millions of people around the world.
So, Susan, from this 49-year-old single gal who needed an extra kick to follow her own dreams ... thank you, thank you, thank you for sharing you with me!
“Learn character from trees, values from roots, and change from leaves.” --- Tasneem Hameed
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Reconnecting
My daughter recently told me that the "old" people like me have taken over Facebook from the younger generation. I don't know how I feel about called old at a youthful 49 years old, but I will admit and embrace the fact that I do enjoy Facebook immensely.
It brings a smile to my face each time I get a friend request, but I feel an extra joy when that request is from someone whom I haven't seen or talked to for many years. Reconnecting and catching up with friends from my high school and college years is just plain old fun. Well, most of the time. There is a sadness in hearing about marriages that have dissolved or spouses lost through death or friends who have passed on or are sick or have lost their jobs. But for the most part, connecting with old friends brings an undeniable joy to my heart.
I've often wondered if we will recognize one another in heaven, and I don't have an answer to that age-old question. I would like to believe that we will, and the joy of reunions here on earth will pale in comparison, I'm sure. I can only imagine the emotion I will feel when I see my mom and dad again or my brother Jerry or my grandparents.
So here's to Facebook and to reconnecting and reminiscing and remembering. And here's to what will come one day ... I can only imagine indeed.
It brings a smile to my face each time I get a friend request, but I feel an extra joy when that request is from someone whom I haven't seen or talked to for many years. Reconnecting and catching up with friends from my high school and college years is just plain old fun. Well, most of the time. There is a sadness in hearing about marriages that have dissolved or spouses lost through death or friends who have passed on or are sick or have lost their jobs. But for the most part, connecting with old friends brings an undeniable joy to my heart.
I've often wondered if we will recognize one another in heaven, and I don't have an answer to that age-old question. I would like to believe that we will, and the joy of reunions here on earth will pale in comparison, I'm sure. I can only imagine the emotion I will feel when I see my mom and dad again or my brother Jerry or my grandparents.
So here's to Facebook and to reconnecting and reminiscing and remembering. And here's to what will come one day ... I can only imagine indeed.
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