All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere
I need to know that things are gonna look up
'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup
When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said
I need a sign to let me know you're here
'Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me
And I'm calling all angels
When children have to play inside so they don't disappear
And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years
And football teams are kissing Queens
and losing sight of having dreams
In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours
I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels
-Song: Calling All Angels by Train
First, our very close friends, that have been more than family to us, moved to Oklahoma. And while it was an incredible opportunity for them, it was devastating for me. Our families spent practically every weekend together and had established a lot of “traditions” together over the past 8 years. Their kids called my husband and me “Aunt & Uncle” and our kids called them “Aunt & Uncle”. They have been by our sides during some of the most difficult life experiences that we have had to endure, and I truly don’t know how I’m going to function without them here. I miss them terribly and I’m trying to put back together the broken pieces of my heart.
In addition, I slept an average of 2-3 hours a night for almost the entire month of September. I have not experienced sleeping problems before, so this was all new to me (when I get stressed out, I usually have nightmares and/or night terrors…not sleeping issues.) I finally went to see my doctor. First he doubled the dosage of my anti-depressants, but that only made the sleeping problems worse (he left me at the same dosage because it was helping me deal with all my other “issues”.) So, next he gave me some Ambien and put me on an additional anti-depressant called, Trazadone. Even though Trazodone is an anti-depressant, it is used mostly as a sleeping aid. I only take the Ambien when I am seriously sleep-deprived; however, I regularly take the Trazodone because I don’t sleep without it.
I’m not going to go into all my other “issues” at this point…but I do want to reflect on the song lyrics above. I can really relate to this song right now, but more on a personal level.
I need to know that things are gonna look up
'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup
When you feel the world shake from the words that are said
'Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear
I want a reason for the way things have to be
I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me
And I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels
In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours
I'm calling all angels
I'm calling all you angels
Nice blog huh? I wish that I had inspiring “happy” things to write about, but that just isn’t the path that God has put me on for this part of my journey. I’m hoping that once I find my way out of this deep, dark, confusing, and frightening forest that God will put me on a path full of bright sunshine and beautiful fields of flowers.
In the meantime…click on the link below to enjoy “Calling All Angels” by Train.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAKF3_hCSNs