I was just looking up the video that I made chronicling my past year in music, and do you know how YouTube shows you a list of videos down the right sidebar of the screen suggesting music that you may like, based on what you are watching currently? Well, I cannot imagine why, but if you are watching my Fox & the Hounds review, the top video that YouTube recommends for you is an obscure video of Brett Dennen singing “Out of My Head” in what appears to be a little guitar shop.

And the reason why I am sharing this, besides the fact that he is my favorite musical artist and he gives me warm and fuzzy feelings inside, is because I find Brett Dennen to be absolutely charming. He is loveable. And I think you can see that here.

And I cherish every charming moment I can;

like this morning when my daughter traded videos with a new yet old friend of mine, involving doggie dance parties, mermaid costumes and “The Book With No Pictures” recitations;

or when we were giving Lola attention and my girl ran upstairs, changed and came down in a pink dress (the color of Lola’s bow) and dog ears;

or, how my son put his head up to mine (his version of a kiss) and said, “Mama”;

or how my daughter said, “Daddy, can you set up my wifi connection?” and we said “Do you know what that means?” and she said, “No. What does it mean?”;

Just a few happy moments that I can gather up into one little, metaphorical charm to place in my pocket and keep with me today.

Give your love, give your love, give your love now.

Any you get it back and you get it back

Featured Image captured by Lindsay Docherty Photography in 2014

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I woke up, early, to the sound of my son crying at his normal time and was immediately hit with extreme vertigo. I was so dizzy that I could not move or walk.

I got back into bed and went back to sleep.

My husband took care of the morning routine and then I woke up in time for the baby’s nap, so he handed my son to me, we cuddled up, and I just kept sleeping. It was so strange. I am not a sleeper.

I had planned to spend my day in other ways than in my bed, sipping gatorade and taking bites of toast.

I had errands to run and writing to do, but really, my priority was finding time to watch the Parenthood series finale.

Let me back up a bit;

Last night I had a little music hangout with my bandmate/next door neighbor which turned into a little life hangout with both my partner in harmony and my dear friend (his wife). We talked a lot about some hard things; emotional issues that are affecting us and traded words and advice.

I forget who said it first, but I think my bandmate mentioned the fact that I should be eating more cheeseburgers and I said, “I would be happy to eat more cheeseburgers!” and then, not 2 minutes later, he handed me a plate with a hot, homemade cheeseburger with ketchup, mustard and pickles. It was delicious and I felt very lucky; not just that my next door neighbors are great cooks, and not just that we get along so well, but that they are both so incredibly caring. They truly care. They are such good people.

After finishing my burger I headed home to watch the Parenthood series finale, as it has been one of my favorite shows of all time and so this was a momentous occasion.

(When another one of my favorite shows ended while I was in college (where I did not have cable), my parents TAPED it, had it sent in an overnight express package and I watched that tape and cried so hard until I burst a blood vessel below my eye.)

I get invested in my shows; the characters are my friends, and the family’s become extended members of my own. We recently got a new cable box, and despite the fact that I am sure that I had set a series recording, there was no Parenthood. I was so disappointed.

In any case, I went to bed early and then woke up to today, which was definitely dizzying (literally).

I was fortunate to have help in and out throughout the day (I was not strong enough to be able to lift my son), and that Parenthood was now available to watch, but I could not keep my eyes open, and it took me until 4pm to finally get to the end.

I will not spoil anything for anyone; In fact, in an effort to not have anything spoiled for me, I stayed off of all social media until I had finished the episode.

The entire episode was incredibly touching. I was hit with the feels more times than I can even remember. There were so many things that were so close to my heart.

But the part that I think got me most emotional was the scene where Sarah and Zeek sat on the porch. For those of you who do not watch the show, this was a conversation between Craig T. Nelson, the family’s patriarch, and Lauren Graham, one of his four children. Zeek had been having ongoing heart problems and Sarah, who had never quite found her way to happiness, was finally going to get married and to the right person. During the conversation, Zeek admitted to Sarah that she had always been his favorite (his second born). It was very touching.

And then he said, in a voice that was perfectly vulnerable, “Have I been a good father?”

“The very best.” she replied, as they held hands.

And I cried. Cried happy and cried sad.

And it got me thinking about parenthood, the actual state of being and not the television show.

As a child, when prompted to say what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would always say, “A mom.”

It was always my ambition to be a mother, more than any other “job”.

I always thought I would be the first to have kids (I was) and that my life would be devoted to them (it is).

But today, for the first time, I got very overwhelmed with the emotion that although I do not currently work outside of the home, there is a reason why I wanted to be a mother.

My goal with this site, with the book I want to publish, with the stories I share, and in life in general is to help people.

I think that I wanted to be a mother because I have always wanted to help people, and somehow I knew that being in this role would allow me to do just that.

It is much harder to measure success when it comes to the career of parenthood; you do not get promotions, you aren’t given consistent feedback from peers and there are times when, despite your best efforts, things go wrong.

But for some reason today it occurred to me, as I watched Zeek and Sarah on the porch, and then as the family celebrated Sarah’s wedding, that I don’t care that my success cannot be quantified,

as I am living my dream: I am helping people.

I say that humbly, as I am pretty realistic about the scope in which I can actually touch peoples’ lives, but I know that I give my all, every single day to my three babies:

My daughter

My son

and Mommy, Ever After.

Since I had to stay away from Facebook for nearly 20 hours, I logged back in this afternoon to many messages and alerts and notifications, the most of which were from the new Mommy, Ever After Community. I saw people giving each other recommendations, suggesting cute outfits, sending words of encouragement, and, more than anything, connecting. Bonding.

And for that, I am very grateful.

I said this earlier in on the group’s page upon logging back in, but one of my favorite words of all time is “charm” in both the noun and verb forms. To me, this group, which is a symbol of my desire to help others, is my charm. I hold it dear to me. I keep it close. I will protect it with all that I have. Like a mama bear.

Like a mom.

I am bummed that I feel ill, when I so cherish the weekends as time to spend with my family, I am sad to say goodbye to The Bravermans, and I am a bit anxious.

But today, I got to live my dream. So today I am happy.

And as they played in the opening credits of every episode of Parenthood,

“May you always do for others
And let others do for you”

words from the poet, Bob Dylan.

And if I can do that, then I can say, with great conviction, that I am a success.

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