About a month after Jonathan moved in, I was completely drained, in every way. I was exhausted, feeling uncomfortable in my new role, feeling weird and lost without working, missing being around my friends and co-workers…and maybe a little bitter about cleaning and cooking and doing laundry all day…
Anyway, we were driving somewhere one evening and it was already dark (it was winter time) and old Bon Jovi came on the radio. Now, Gord is a huge music fanatic and likes to listen loud and we had tried on several occasions to turn up the music in the car and ‘dance’ but Jonathan would get so mad and scream to turn it down.
On this night however he asked for it to be turned up really loud, and as we both rocked out and laughed and I sang badly loudly and Bon Jovi and me belted out “whooah, we’re half way there” and “take my hand, we’ll make it I swear” I could feel the tears coming.
“We’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got
Cause it doesn’t make a difference
If we make it or not
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot
For love – well give it a shot”
I burst into tears and I started to feel much better, like maybe I can do this.
Sometimes you just need a little rock to make it all better.
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