Have you ever had one of those moments? The kind of moment that grabs your attention so clearly and embraces you with all the love and support that heaven can offer up. I have been privy to many of these moments over the years. My last blog entry even chronicled one of those such moments. Each and every one is equally as precious as the other and this one is no different from the rest. Here’s the back story…

When I was little I had almost snow white blonde hair. I was vivacious, energetic and creative to say the least. I had a love for music back then just as much as I do now. Often times I would sing into my hair brush or a wooden spoon, but nothing was as much fun as singing into a curling iron. I mean, it had it’s own cord and all. Nothing in my mind came closer to a real microphone. I was raised in the 70’s so this was pre-karaoke days. I grew up listening to Barry Manilow, KC and the Sunshine Band, Paul Anka, Captain and Tennille, Neil Diamond and Elton John.

In the summer of 1976 a new song hit the radio waves and I would sing it over and over and over again. I can only imagine how annoying this must have been to my mother.

My father was in the Navy and often stationed away from us. We missed countless holidays and birthdays with him over the years. Back then we would record messages to my dad on cassette tapes and he would do the same for us. With phone calls being scarce this made all of the difference in the world to all of us. It helped us to feel close even
though we were thousands of miles away from each other. When my fifth birthday rolled around that September I was still in love with that same song “Don’t Go Breaking My Heart” by Elton John and Kiki Dee.

My dad knew this was my favorite and asked my mom to contact the local radio station and have them dedicate that song to me from him live on the radio the morning of my birthday. Needless to say I was completely surprised and over the moon excited.

Every since then, that song has had a special place in my heart. So much that I even asked the DJ to play it at my wedding, not for the father daughter dance but for a father and daughter to take a trip down memory lane.

In the years since my father’s passing I have rarely heard this song, but in those special instances that I do, I always get a smile on my face. A few days ago I found myself busy and out running errands. I took a phone call from a loved one while in the grocery store. Our conversation lead to me admitting that I had been feeling pretty stressed and even a little frustrated lately and that I did not like that I was feeling that way. It was abnormal for me to feel on edge and even grumpy. No sooner than I hung up the phone a familiar beat began to play across the loud speaker at my local HEB Grocery store. You got it! “Don’t Go Breaking My Heart!” I closed my eyes and sent up a thank you to my dad. Tears began to fill my eyes as my heart filled with a sense of peace. I knew he was trying to reassure me that everything was going to be okay and to acknowledge all that I had been dealing with lately.

It is in those precious moments I feel completely blessed to be loved as I am. At that time I was feeling less than my best self, but even so, heaven reached out as if to say “It is okay, remember this too shall pass and don’t forget we have your back.” Even though this sign of love from above did not wash away my stress or completely clear my frustrations, it did bring me validation that I was not alone in this. I was not some lost child dealing with worldly problems with only myself to depend upon. Even though my heart knew this, even though I had been praying for help and clarity, it was nice to be reminded that there was an eternity of love available to me at all times. Especially in times of need.

The truth of the matter is that we are NEVER alone. In our most broken moments we are adored and supported in a host of magical ways. It is usually in hindsight we have these revelations. But, every now again we are stopped in our tracks and gifted with extraordinary blessings that reach across veil and kiss us on the forehead.

Music is a blessing of it’s own. it speaks to our souls and can lift our vibrations. Do you have a special song that takes you back to a happy place, marks a special moment in your life or reminds you of a loved one? If so share your songs and memories here! I would love to hear your feedback in the comments below!

Until next time enjoy this oldie but goodie from me!

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Much Love & Many Blessings,
Heather