A Little Something from Cheyenne

My Favorite Song...

My favorite song is called ' When the Rain comes' by Third Day. I first found it while going through some music in my Mothers computer when I came across the band, and it caught my attention because I had heard about the band but didn't really know any of their songs. So, being as curious as a cat, I decided to give it try and listen to some of the songs on the album.
The third song really struck a note with me. It starts out with the sound of a tambourine being gently hit and shaken a bit, then a guitar starts up in a similar beat that is very cohesive with the tambourine. Then the singer strikes up. As I listen to the words I hear the meaning as well. To others it might mean comforting someone with a great lost hanging heavy in their heart, but to me its different. It reminded me of all the hard ships we went through and everything we've had to endure and put up with over the years. Yet, at the same time, it really reminds me of how strong my family really is, and that no matter what, we are always there for each other.
Every time i hear the song I cant help but tear up a little because it makes me think of all the things that I have blamed on my self, and all the times that I've shut people out of myself because I always thought it wasn't good to let people be there for me, and I am still kind of that way now, but not as bad. After listening to that song, something clicked in my head, something made me realize just what me and my family have done for one another. What we've been doing our whole lives. Comforting and supporting each other.
One example is when my dad called me out of the blue and told me his kidneys have failed, and that he might not have more than a few years left in him. I couldn't speak, I couldn't cry, I could barley breath. All I needed was some help to understand it all. I was only about twelve at the time, and I was scared that I would lose him. I was scared that everything else would start falling apart. Even though I was suddenly crying hysterically, my mom and sisters and brother and dad were all there for me. My mom told me everything would be ok and I believed her for the sake of my dad's well being.
Another example is when we lost my baby sister before she was born. That was the most devastating day of my life, but instead of crying for just my sister I cried for the whole family and what could never be, I stayed with everyone and kept strong for my family.we were all hurting, but we stayed rooted through that storm and supported each other.
 My family is strong and so am I. We have been through so much and still we go on with life, yes with scars and  sometimes past weariness dragging at our heals, but we do so with strength and courage. We go through life knowing if we fall, we can get back up and lean on one another until we can stand on our own two feet. Even at a young age I always knew if momma's crying or hurting, I have to be strong for her. If  my sisters were having a bad day, try to fix it. If my brothers aren't having such a good time with something  help and do what ever it takes to make them happy. It's always been that way in my family, since the beginning and as long as I could remember. That's what i know and that's what i love, and the song 'When the rain Comes' reminds me of every time I hear it.
So  that is why the song 'When the rain Comes' is my favorite song and why it means so much to me. Because it reminds me that my family is stronger that anything in the world, and that we've been to hell and back, but we will always be there for each other. No matter what.

Thank You.Cheyenne