Finding Peace

My heart was racing, my head was spinning. My brain was a tornado of words. Endless phrases, things said wrong then corrected. It seemed never-ending. I took a deep breath and climbed into my bed pulling the covers up and settling on the pillow, but I was still anxious. I hadn’t had problems with anxiety in a while. Then again, I had been reading the most intense part of Divergent, while my family was watching reality TV. Super fast stressful music, and the most intense part of a book mixed with my crazy racing thoughts. Of course, I was feeling some anxiety. What did I usually do to calm down? I took slow deep breaths, focusing on that instead of my thoughts. A song! I needed a song. What songs do I use to help myself fall asleep? Of course! Labor of Love, by Andrew Peterson. How does it start? The guitar. The first few notes play in my head. I feel myself relax. I focus on Jill Phillip’s voice singing along with Andrew Peterson’s guitar. It’s such a beautiful song, about Mary on the night Jesus was born. I come to my favorite line. 
“But the baby in her womb was the maker of the moon, he was the author of the fate that could make the mountains move.” And then the soothing guitar solo. I closed my eyes and let the sweet-sounding music relax me. My anxiety had faded, I was calm and relaxed.
 “Jesus you are amazing.” I thought. “Thank you so much.” I felt peaceful, but I was still awake. Relaxed, but not quite tired. I could recite something in my head. Something long enough that it would take me a while to finish. And then it hit me. Ella Enchanted. I’d read so many times, I knew I could at least run through the story, even if I didn’t get all the words quite right. I closed my eyes and began. “That fool of a fairy Lucinda did not mean to lay a curse on me, she meant to bestow a gift.” And so I fell asleep with Ella Enchanted, and Labor of Love playing in my head. 
This is a mostly true story. I tweaked some stuff a little bit but it’s like 99.99% true. 

Hope you like it!
-Daughter

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