[ these are the/my days ]

Back in 1996 I was a Senior in high school.  Since we were the oldest and graduating, my class had a theme song (I’m assuming this is common practice).  Our song was “These Are the Days” by the 10,000 Maniacs.  Of course 16 years ago it felt like those were the days.  The days of our lives; like we had lived it all.
Recently that song was on the radio while I was driving one day.  It struck me that maybe, just maybe THESE (right now) are the days.  In high school all I cared about was me.  I had very few responsibilities.  I was pretty carefree and my stresses of that day seem awfully ridiculous now.
So I have more stress, more responsibilities, more trials now.  I also have SO much MORE.  More love, more understanding, more goodness, more happiness.

Dave has recently expressed concern for me.  You see, he started his new job and is pretty much like a kid on Christmas in a candy store every day!  To say he LOVES it would be an understatement.  He says he feels guilty that he gets to do something he loves every day, while I’m here just surviving.  That got me thinking.  Yes, somedays feel like sheer survival, or maybe parts of every day, but this is what I always wanted.  I always wanted to be home with my kids.  To watch them learn and grow.  To be the one to decide what happens with them.  To learn right along with them.  My days may not be as carefree as they once were, but they sure are more rewarding.  And I’m excited to see what these kids pick up on and how they take what I’m teaching them into adulthood.

These are the days
These are days you’ll remember
Never before and never since, I promise
Will the whole world be warm as this
And as you feel it,
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you
Are touched by something
That will grow and bloom in you

These are days that you’ll remember
When May is rushing over you
With desire to be part of the miracles
You see in every hour
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you are touched
By something that will grow and bloom in you

These are days
These are the days you might fill
With laughter until you break
These days you might feel
A shaft of light
Make its way across your face
And when you do
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
See the signs and know their meaning
It’s true
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
Hear the signs and know they’re speaking
To you, to you


One thought on “[ these are the/my days ]

  1. That was our theme song too, but not for my senior year. It’s a good one. So I was in YW today listening to a girl say how she just wants to be a mother someday and hold her babies and take care of them. I realized that I am living her dream. That was my dream and now is my time to hold my babies and enjoy being a mom. It was good to be reminded of how lucky I am!!

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