So there I was between the displays of shower curtains and bath accessories, fingering through the towels and deciding which one was the softest, when all of a sudden, I heard it. Laced between a mix of radio tunes I was barely aware of, my ears perked up as those opening bars wafting softly from a speaker somewhere above my head.
A smile crept over my face. My eyes grew big. (At least I think they did.)
"They're playing my song!"
I practically giggle with excitement. I'd never heard it anywhere outside of my computer.
"Do you hear that? They're playing my song!"
My mom looks at me with a question mark on her face ("What song?"). Babbling explanations in happy bliss, I grin like a goon through the first verse, and then belt along with the chorus in a key that completely denies harmony, bouncing my way through to the finish.
Life gave me lemonade/And I can't imagine why
Born on a sunny day/Beneath a tangerine sky
I live life without pretending/I'm a sucker for happy endings
Thanks for the lemonade/Thanks for the lemonade
I love that song. It's like the soundtrack of my life. It's so me.
(Just the chorus, really…the rest pertains to love stuff that I'll leave for appreciation in another 10 years.)
Whenever I look up at the blue sky and feel the sunshine on my face, this is the song playing in my heart. It makes me think of friends and laughter and hugs and sweet things and favorite movie lines. It's the song that makes me want to throw my arms wide open and spin in circles like people do in music videos. The one that makes me smile about today like there's no tomorrow.
'Cause God gave me a life full of lemonade, and it sure is wonderful!