Singing Makes Me Happy

Mother Teresa said, “We can do no great things.  Only small things with great love.”

4:30 a.m. – I am up and getting ready.  I don’t leave for another FIVE hours but others in my household have to be out the door by 5:45.

6:00 a.m. – They are finally out the door and on their way.  I have time to crawl back into be but I opt instead to do laundry and pay bills before I leave.

9:00 a.m. – Packed and loaded and heading out.

My journey begins……………..

It was gray and drizzling in Bloomington when I pulled out.  I was afraid that it would rain all day the entire way.  About midway through Kentucky the clouds cleared, the temperature began to rise and before I knew it, I was singing along to Pearl Jam at the top of my lungs.  I mean every word, every song and hitting every drum beat on the steering wheel.  My kids often yell out me for singing along to the radio.  I know every song, no really, I do.  Or, I at least know a line from every song so that I can sing that line over and over again.  This irritates the other members of my family but I love to sing.  My son once told me that he only knew one person who had a better singing voice than me and he wasn’t talking about Barney.  Nevertheless, my incessant singing tends to irritate them.

Today was perfect.  Windows rolled down, radio blaring and I was singing at the top of my lungs.  My jaws actually ache from my 6 hours of singing.  The difference today, however, was that I finally realized why I like to sing along with the radio.  Singing makes me happy.  It is not just singing along with the radio.  Singing really makes me happy.  It makes me smile.  I love to sing!  I sang along with the radio, as loud as I could, all the way to West Virginia!

I have arrived at the SALS (Southern Appalachia Labor School) which will be my home base for the next week.  I have made up my bunk in the dormitory next to the Community Center (which houses the wireless so that I can post each day) and had dinner with the other volunteers.  We have a very eclectic group from all over the country.  Rebecca hails from California, Brother and sister Gwen and Ned come from New Jersey and Chris Sr. and Chris Jr. are from New York.  I am the only Midwesterner.  We find out tomorrow what we will be doing.  I really have no idea.  The kids are on Spring break this week so it will be pretty quiet around the Community Center.  I know that they have several job sites underway and we will visit those tomorrow.

I will be heading off to work on Monday with a little song on my lips and love in my heart.  We are doing something great this week!

More tomorrow on the community that we will be working in.

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