Somewhere Out There

On our way to our getaway with L, N, and E to the Poconos, we watched several flicks. We were blessed that we acquired a van equipped with a VCR player to take this trip. (Thanks to Vern and Wheels to Work). "Big Guy" had done a VCR purge of our home about a year ago (saying who has a VCR anymore in this day of DVDs?) but luckily I salvaged a few and Bethy salvaged a lot. We had quite a selection from which to chose for the trip.

One of the ones we watched was "American Tale". What a classic.

What I didn't expect was how much the story of Fievel's predicament, being separated from his parents, was going to present such a strong parallel to the real life situation my 3 little ones are in.

When the featured song, "Somewhere Out There" was over, L, aged 8, said in a quiet voice, "Great song." Consider some of the words:

Somewhere out there, Someone's saying a prayer

That we'll find one another in the big somewhere out there

And even though I know how very far apart we are

It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star.....

it goes on...

Somewhere out there if Love can see us through

Then we'll be together, Somewhere out there, out where dreams come true

When the ending came, and Fievel was reunited with his parents, the lump in my throat was large and the tear in my eye was real. I could not help but think of these 3 precious little ones searching to have that someone to reunite with underneath the great big sky.