iLived through it

This morning I nearly called 911. While cleaning out my iLibrary, I inadvertently deleted more than 2800 of my songs. I frantically searched everywhere for them, checking the trash, scanning other files...but they were no where to be found. I had 63 songs left in my library...and my heart sank!
I could not breathe!
You thought I was sad LAST week? My music and my computer are what keep me ALIVE! (I have recently begun to refer to my laptop as my soul mate--my best friend in the world!)
Seriously, I was having heart palpitations and was shaking and I was SO mad at myself. I made sure my iPod was in sight and far from the contamination happening to its heart. And my heart.
I could not believe it! All at once, my life was flashing before my eyes...only it was in my ears. Tons of songs from CDs that are long gone (READ: left in my other life) and thousands of dollars of purchased songs and movies and all those Gray's Anatomy episodes! How could I have let this happen?
I tried a few other things desperately attempting to restore my music. No such luck. So, I made the call. Well, I texted Allison. I told her I was hyperventilating and did she know what I might be able to do to restore my iLibrary! She texted back a few suggestions and I tried them all. To no avail.
I took a long last breath, surrendered, put everything down and walked away from the computer. I figured I would take a shower, pack it all up and immediately head over to the Apple store.
But as I walked down the hall to my room, I had this very strange feeling. I thought, "It's ok Julie Hibbard. So you have lost all your music...you have lived through much worse. It's not the end of the world...life will go on." A little clarifying perspective is a beautiful thing.
I looked in the mirror and laughed. It was true. In the grand scheme of life...well, losing your music isn't even part of the scheme. I got in the shower and prayed that I would find a way to restore those songs...I still had hope. I was also kinda excited about the thought of starting all over. A new library. From scratch. New songs, better playlists, a whole new world. I could do it. No big deal. Time for Plan B. I was actually really proud of myself for no longer being upset or mad. No more heart palpitations. Not worth it.
When I got out of the shower, there was a text message from Allison. She wrote: "Let me know how it's going and if you need to come over and import CDs all night!"
I realized that Allison already had the right perspective. She knew life would go on and had "Plan B" ready for me...re-importing all HER CDs would be a great start on a new library.
I got dressed and had some breakfast while I did a little thinking. And I went back to the computer with a new idea--Plan C. Rather than opening iTunes directly, I opened the iLibrary through my external hard drive. (I know...I'm amazing.)
And, sure enough, everything was there. All 2800 plus songs and movies and shows. I checked and re-checked and, sure enough...it was all there.
And herein lies yet another analogy for life. It was restored. Everything. It took a little prayer and a lot of hope. It took a little patience and a Plan A and B and C! It took letting go and realizing that I might have to start all over with a whole new set of songs.
It took time and a clarifying perspective.
And it was totally worth it. Cause the music is amazing.