Greek Tragedy. Stories of Her Life.

Posted by kim on July 23, 2007

I never used to be a book reader. I always said, “Who has time to read?” And I still don’t have any extra hours in the day. But I’ve been doing a lot of traveling lately (and a lot of losing my luggage), thus a lot of sitting and waiting. So, I’ve started reading some “chick flicks” and even get caught up in some of them that I try to sneak in a chapter before bed.

Sometimes I google the authors to read up on their personal life and what they are up to now. After I read Straight Up and Dirty: A Memoir by Stephanie Klein, I went to her personal blog, StephanieKlein.com. Not only has she since married, but she has preemie twins! I’ve bookmarked her blog and it brings back many memories. I do not miss that roller-coaster ride of when my twins were infants, and I’ll keep them in my prayers.

I’m a Survivor by Reba McEntire

Posted by kim on July 8, 2007

My daughter, Tatym, is a huge fan of the Reba television show. The show’s opening song is I’m a Survivor by Reba McEntire herself. I love to listen to the lyrics about her being premature and surviving, so thought I’d share…

I was born three months too early
The doctor gave me thirty days
But I must’ve had my mama’s will
And God’s amazing grace

I guess I’ll keep on livin’
Even if this love’s to die for
‘Cause your bags are packed and I ain’t cryin’
You’re walkin’ out and I’m not trying
To change your mind ’cause I was born to be

Chorus:
The baby girl without a chance
A victim of circumstance
The one who oughta give up, but she’s just
Too hard headed
A single mom who works two jobs
Who loves her kids and never stops
With gentle hands and the heart of a fighter
I’m a survivor

I don’t believe in self-pity
It only brings you down
May be the queen of broken hearts
But I don’t hide behind the crown
When the deck is stacked against me
I just play a different game
My roots are planted in the past
And though my life is changin’ fast
Who I am is who I wanna be

Repeat Chorus

A single mom who works two jobs
Who loves her kids and never stops
With gentle hands and the heart of a fighter
I’m a survivor

But I must’ve had my mama’s will
And God’s amazing grace