Nostalgia

May Seventh. My entire body becomes filled with an indescribable overwhelming of happiness, sadness, and wishful longing every year on this date.  Nostalgia overtakes my senses as it tries to bring me perfectly back to that first May Seventh ten years ago. 

There is a first turning point in every young person’s life when he or she will never be the same.  That turning point often occurs in a moment, pricking the soul instantaneously, permeating through every limb, where it remains, forever.  Years may pass and the memory becomes dormant, leaving one to move on. 

Until Nostalgia sneaks up and without warning, wakes the memory.

May Seventh is my trigger and the memory of my turning point beats to vibrant life once again.  Even when I do not notice the date, I can feel the breeze carrying in hopes of an early summer and the scents of fresh trees and warm days.  I know it is May Seventh and I spend the day in another world, longing to feel those feelings I first felt in a young girl’s heart.  

"Love Will be Enough for Us"

Before I lay myself down tonight, I wanted to share a song that will sing me to sleep tonight with hopes of my future life. Almost a lullaby, it is a sweet love song.  Dave Barnes is the creator of this beautiful song, entitled, "Love Will be Enough for Us."  I couldn't find a suitable version of it on youtube, so trust my word:  it is absolutely lovely.  Here are the lyrics.  If you want to hear it, I suggest you look for it on iTunes and dream along with it.

Build a little cabin on a little tall hill
plan a little garden,pray for every meal
and we'll grow,and we'll grow
take a little nap in the butterfly grass
just you and I and the clouds a pass
and we're close,so close

we'll be living out where the river bends
where the grass gets green and the highway ends
living easy,easy 
you and me baby and the daffodils the kids growing up 
in the rolling hills
and love will be enough for us

rains coming down on the old tin roof
a lullaby storm in the middle of june
falling slow,falling slow

we'll be living out where the river bends
where the grass gets green and the highway ends
living easy
you and me baby and the daffodils the kids growing up 
in the rolling hills
and love will be enough for 
us,oooooh,love,ooooooh,love,will be enough

wake up darling let's leave tonight,
we can disappear under the clear moonlight 

and we'll be living out where the river bends
where the grass gets green and the highway ends
living easy
You and me baby and the daffodils the kids growing up 
in the rolling hills
and love will be enough for us

We'll build a little cabin on a little tall hill