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Archive for September, 2013

Not Broken, Just Bent

When I was about 8 years old, my best friend, Jenny, and I wrote a song.  The music was one of those automatic, repeating rhythms on my little white Casio keyboard.  The name of the song was “Shoppin’ and Boppin’.”  I still remember the lyrics, though I won’t bore you with them here.  We worked for hours on that song, and in the end, we were pretty proud of ourselves.  I wrote one other song, when I was a teenager.  That one was about a boy, and had actual music composed on a piano.  I don’t recall anything about it now, but songwriting was, and still is, a skill I greatly admire.

Songs can make you smile when you’re just trying to make it through a really bad day.  They can bring tears that are sometimes cathartic, and sometimes painful with remembrance.  A really good song can bring you right back to the moment when you first heard it.  Some songs will cause you to turn up the volume and start dancing, without even realizing you’re doing it.  They’re just words and notes, but they are powerful.

Sometimes you can’t help what songs get on that never-ending loop in your brain.  You know, that one attached to your spontaneous-bursting-into-song-at-embarrassing-moments button?  My 2-yr-old can finish the line, “Weeee are never, ever, ever….”  No, I did not intentionally teach her a song about fickle teenage break-ups.  It’s that darn loop, and the button!

There’s this song….this amazing song…..that has been on that loop in my brain for months.  The song is “Just Give Me a Reason,” written and performed by Pink.  I referenced it in a previous post (Broken – Part 2) because it was just in. my. brain.  I’m a fan of Pink…I love her “Behind the Music” story.  She refused to be made like all the other pop princesses.  Her marriage was rocky, then ended, and then began again.  Her voice is phenomenal, and of course, she’s incredibly beautiful.  I’m bummed that she likes to use profanity, because so many of her songs have profound, or just really fun, messages.  So I stick to the edited “radio” versions.

“Just Give Me a Reason” delivers a powerful picture that is really contrary to the cultural norm.  Our divorce rate is extremely high here in America (over 50%), and I believe it is largely because people treat marriages like high school romances.  When you stop feeling those euphoric new love feelings, or you bicker all the time, or you have to go through something hard, or you meet someone who’s more attractive and therefore must make a better mate……you decide it’s time to move on.  Marriage is hard work, and statistics seem to show that many Americans just don’t want the hassle of fixing what is broken.

But Pink’s song paints a picture of just the opposite.  It offers hope that what seems broken and irreparable, is really just bent, and can be repaired.  And it resonates with my soul.  Her song leaves one element out that I, personally, would include in any discussion of mending a broken relationship.  And that is the power of a living God to heal and restore.  I’ve included the lyrics below.  I was going to add my own little thoughts, but I really think that the story is very clear.  It’s about never giving up.

Right from the start
You were a thief
You stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren’t all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them

Now you’ve been talking in your sleep, oh, oh
Things you never say to me, oh, oh
Tell me that you’ve had enough
Of our love, our love

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit’s enough
Just a second we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It’s in the stars
It’s been written in the scars on our hearts
We’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

I’m sorry I don’t understand
Where all of this is coming from
I thought that we were fine
(Oh, we had everything)
Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everythin’
And it’s all in your mind
(Yeah, but this is happenin’)

You’ve been havin’ real bad dreams, oh, oh
You used to lie so close to me, oh, oh
There’s nothing more than empty sheets
Between our love, our love
Oh, our love, our love

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit’s enough
Just a second we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I never stopped
You’re still written in the scars on my heart
You’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

Oh, tear ducts can rust
I’ll fix it for us
We’re collecting dust
But our love’s enough
You’re holding it in
You’re pouring a drink
No nothing is as bad as it seems
We’ll come clean

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit’s enough
Just a second we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It’s in the stars
It’s been written in the scars on our hearts
That we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again


And since it’s really not as powerful unless you hear it, I’ve included a link to the song itself.  Enjoy!

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Missing Stars Hollow: Confessions of a TV Addict

Hello, my name is Michelle, and I’m addicted to television.  Actually, I’m addicted to TV shows; but these days I watch most of them on my computer, not a television.  My obsession began in my early 20’s.  I was newly married and starting a family, and my husband was gone many evenings running our church’s Sports Ministry.  I also spent copious amounts of time nursing and rocking babies, folding mountains of laundry, and playing with blocks with my toddlers.  The TV kept me from getting bored, pretty much all day, every day, and again in the evenings when hubby left.

As my children grew older and were more captivated by television, and when eventually they started school (at home), I rarely watched TV during the day.  So my habits have changed, but my addiction has not.

I save all mindless and boring tasks to do while watching shows, so that I don’t feel too guilty about it.  So folding laundry, paying bills, cleaning the kitchen (which is where my desk and computer are), and chopping veggies are all accomplished while watching TV shows.  It’s a very productive system.

Now, in the summer, when all “my shows” are on hiatus, I have to get creative.  During the last several summers, I’ve watched entire series that I never caught the first time around.  Which brings me to my title reference.

This summer, I watched “Gilmore Girls.”  I didn’t watch it when it was on the air, though I remember the buzz about it being annoyingly quirky.  If you aren’t familiar, the show is about Lorelai and her daughter, Rory, who live in a quaint and stereotypical small town, called “Stars Hollow.”  Lorelai became a mother at a very young age, and she and Rory are more like best friends than mother and daughter.

Back row: Lane, Michel, Paris, Emily, Richard,...

Back row: Lane, Michel, Paris, Emily, Richard, Sookie, Miss Patty, Kirk; Front row: Jess, Luke, Lorelai, Rory, Dean (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This show enchanted me from the very first episode.   The dialogue was quick and funny, though sometimes impossibly witty (really…..no real person’s brain works that quickly!).  The characters were colorful, varied, and engaging.  I fell in love with the whole thing.

A fun thing about watching a show long after it was on the air is that you may recognize actors who have now “made it big,” and perhaps got their start on the show you’re watching.  I was already a fan of Lauren Graham (Lorelai) from the show “Parenthood.”  The town’s diner owner and Lorelai’s love interest, Luke, played by Scott Patterson, I had seen on a short-lived show called “The Event.”

I was truly, and disproportionately, disappointed when, at the end of the series, Rory didn’t end up with “bad boy” Jess, played by Milo Ventimiglia.  Perhaps that’s because I already knew him as Peter Petrelli on the show “Heroes.”  He was a real superstar on that show, and I think perhaps I was subconsciously rooting for Peter even more so than Jess.

When I finished the series, it was a huge let down.  Not just because Jess didn’t show up at the end and sweep Rory off her feet.   But because watching an entire series in such a short time is akin to reading a fabulous book.  When I finish  a book that I LOVE, I feel like someone I know has died.  I’m invested.  I’m obsessed.  I feel that I’m part of their world.  And it’s hard to say goodbye.

So I’m missing Stars Hollow.   I’m sure there are some that would scoff at my TV addiction and insist I need to be rehabilitated.  That’s ok.  I’m not offended by that.  It’s my entertainment of choice, mostly because I can’t read while I’m folding laundry.  🙂  I’m going to need some suggestions, though, for next summer.  What is your all-time favorite, feel-good television series?  If I haven’t seen it yet, I’ll put it on my list.