It seems only fitting that my first entry after having a baby would be about a song called “The Greatest Love of All”, I can’t even begin to describe the feeling of being a first time mommy; overwhelming and terrifying but by all means absolutely the greatest feeling, the greatest love in the world.
Who knew that two little eyes looking up at you could melt your heart, like this. It’s only been 4 weeks but I’ve never felt so whole in my life. I fall more in love, every passing minute; AND I cannot believe that I made this little guy (I’m not one to brag, but this is my biggest and best accomplishment ever)!
When I found out that I was pregnant, I swore that the one lesson, above all, that I’d teach my baby was to always believe in and love himself. Self confidence, albeit something that my parents fought insanely hard to instill in me, is something that I struggled with for a long time; I know, first hand, that lack there of is the worst thing you could ever feel. It’s something that I never want my beautiful baby boy to ever have to deal with.
I’m a true believer that you can go anywhere in life. The world is your oyster, with some limitations (paying taxes) as long as you trust and believe in yourself.
And just as the song says:
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all
Unfortunately many times this is a lesson that is easier said then done. Some people learn it later then others, and some dont at all.
When I heard about the untimely passing of Whitney Houston, tears came to my eyes. Not only because I felt a personal connection (this was MY generation, after all) “Whitney” was one of my first cassettes and probably more influential in my music career than I realize; and not only because one of the best voices of all time has been silenced forever. And although my heart aches for the little girl she leaves behind who, at 18 still and always will need her mommy; what kills me (bearing in mind that no one knows for sure what did and did not play a part in her passing just yet) is that regardless of accident or overdose, here is a woman who abused herself. Someone who didn’t see what the rest of us saw, in her, and someone who let her demons outweigh her greatness.
She lost track of the lesson that she sang about in that song.
It’s unfortunate irony.It’s the saddest story one could ever tell.
I use this quote a little too often in my writings, but those eight words Sonny utters in a Bronx Tale, seem only too fitting in an instance like this “The saddest thing in life [truly] is wasted talent”
So on that note, this blog entry (sorry no pairings with this one), is for anyone who’s ever struggled with self confidence, your not alone, but please don’t let it get the better of you.
It’s for the great Miss Whitney Houston who will always live on in her music, and although shes not with us anymore, maybe she finally found peace….
Most importantly, its for my Nicholas Joseph, a little boy who bring so much joy and so much love… my one wish for you is to grow up believing in and loving yourself as much as I do you… That simple and you will go very far in this life.
I have no doubt you will.
I love you always.