The next part of my Sunday consisted of my neighbor giving me a call and inviting me over for lunch. This lovely woman cooked me some corn, beef, greens, and we had a salad with some oranges and pineapple along with a homemade salad dressing. I loved sitting with her talking and enjoying the peace in her home. Then she gave me an ice cream cone for the walk back. I was and still am very grateful for her kindness.
My favorite part of the day so far is when I decided to pick up the guitar and practice the chords I learned the night before. I never really though I would be able to play a song on the guitar (well I still can't) but I practiced the chords I knew. Then I discovered something cool, and remembered the G chord that I forgot. After awhile, I was playing and making up words. Then, I starting writing. I wrote down a simple song to a special someone (cheesy I know). But it was simple. Nothing lovey dovey of sorts. Just simply how I felt. And although it was repetitive sounding, I think the lyrics made it okay. After all, this is my first song. Three chords, one song. Simple. But my fingers do hurt a bit and I am glad to take a break.
Now for the rest of my day, I wait. I will be playing a song for this person possibly. I recorded myself to see what I sounded like. Eep. I'll admit that I don't have a great voice. I know how to sing, but I don't have some amazing voice where people's jaws will drop. No. But I think that I can sing this one. I think I can do it. And if anything, it's just another barrier I trample down by singing and playing in front of someone.
Those were just a few things that made my day. I smile a little more, and find beauty all around me. Who ever said rainy days are bad?
