Thursday, April 29, 2010

Whistling

I have been a whistler since I was a baby. I've always loved to whistle, hum or sing. I think I get it from my Dad. The weird thing is I can tell if I'm in good spirits or not by if I whistle or not. I remember after my mom passed away a few years ago I stopped whistling, and months later when I caught myself whistling again I realized I must be healing.

I caught myself whistling today for the first time in a long time... and it feels good. :)

4 comments:

Bridget said...

Yay!

Youngbergs said...

Great news! :)

Camille Hammond said...

I'll be anxious to hear how everything goes-I have a good friend who just adopted her first baby. You and Zack are such great parents-there's another lucky kiddo who will get to come to your home!

Katie said...

That's so interesting! I hum or whistle when I'm happy too! In fact, my mom hums a lot and one time when I was little (maybe 7 or 8) I told her that I knew when she was happy because she hummed. She realized that I was right and she's always remembered me telling her that! Good luck with everything in the adoption process - we're praying for you guys!