I am unwritten. Can’t read my mind. I’m undefined. I’m just beginning. The pen’s in my hand. Ending unplanned…

I have a very interesting workout playlist to say the least. It goes from Def Leppard, to Jay-Z right down to some new age rap(mostly because of my kids) to Natasha Bedingfield. There’s a lot of country in there. Stevie Nicks. Third Eye Blind. Matchbox Twenty. Old school 90’s rap, of course! You get the drift. My playlist is extremely mixed.

Yesterday I found myself singing “Unwritten” whilst getting a kick ass workout in on my new treadmill. I felt like a teenager all over again driving around in my 1997 Saturn with the sunroof open. Are you picturing this? I loved that car. It was my “baby” at the time. Independent, fierce and grounded. So I thought.

Singing the song was very different this time. The words sounded different. The song came out back in 2004. It was definitely one of my favorites. My first born son was about two at the time and I was pregnant with my daughter. I was around twenty-five. My marriage was going downhill and my story was extremely unwritten, to the extreme. The last thing I ever would have thought was that I was going to be twenty-five, pregnant with my second child and divorced. On the verge of, anyway. I knew it was going to happen. I look back then and I sometimes wonder, “How the hell did I survive those days”? Today, I sing that song wondering how I got through a lot of those days and realize I still have so many pages in my book to be written. Even if I am still “Unwritten”.

I look back now and I realize that my unwritten story was a part of my path. It was part of all the lessons I needed to learn, grow, and from those lessons I acquired true strength. So, the days I was singing in my 1997 Saturn with the sunroof open was a prelude to something more. A journey that I would have never in a million years picked if I had to choose, however a journey I needed and would do all over again knowing how it brought me here today. I was able to re-write my story many times over. We always get the chance to add a new chapter to our book. It’s never too late. We just have to believe that to be true. Our truth and no one else’s.

I’ll never forget the first time I heard the song. “Unwritten”, that is. I don’t quite remember all the exact things that ran through my head at the moment but I do remember making quite a few symbolic recollections of my life and the words to the song. I love when songs come on and they bring me to a different era in my life. The memories just come rushing through.

Natasha talks about freedom and the beauty of the unknown. The unknown can be extremely scary if we let it, that is when we need to stop worrying and live a true life that is filled with unwritten possibilities. It’s really easy to get stuck in that rut in life, you know the one where you are worried about the things that haven’t even happened yet. Life is all about writing and re-writing our stories, filling our chapters and creating a life of fulfillment.

The song is a showstopper for me. Whether I was listening to it in 2004 or today it still makes me want to sing out loud, re-write my story and continue to think of my life as being unwritten with so much more to write.

I love music. I love how it catches the attention of my mind for a few minutes and helps me relate certain things with someone else’s words.

“Staring at the blank page before you, Open up the dirty window, Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find”.

This is my favorite lyric in the song. I am forever using the sun for illumination. I have an area where I sit and write sometimes when I am having a hard time finding the words to go with my thoughts. Some days I’ll get lucky and my sun catcher will place the most beautiful rainbow light in the perfect places. I am a deep thinker and it’s easy for me to get lost in my thoughts. I’m looking forward to adding so many more chapters to my “unwritten” story, Natasha Bedingfield you really are a genius with your words!

What is your favorite life relatable song?