Music

I love music. I grew up in a house where music was very common. Of course, the only person who liked the music when I was very young was my father. He would listen to old time country western-Hank Williams, Patsy Cline, and music with yodeling. He played the guitar and liked picken out tunes. It seemed like we would watch a lot of music TV shows-Hee Haw, Grand Ole Opry, Ed Sullivan. Now I hear certain songs that can bring up a memory that is very clear and strong. I can hear a song from my high school years and remember the 70's. A boyfriend, a break-up, a drive, a moment so clear it feels as if I have time traveled.

There was a time in my divorce I couldn't listen to music much. It broke my heart to hear songs that reminded my of happier times. It is amazing how the world you live in feels so different when you are divorcing. You go to a store and suddenly that place takes on a whole new meaning. You no longer have to shop for food for someone else's liking, just your own. But you have ignored your own liking for so long you can't remember what you like. I would walk down the aisles at the market and look at things and wonder if I would like it. This still is an issue at times.

The last few years music has once again become very important to me. I can feel longing for someone with a song, or get filled with hope. I like movie soundtracks because they are specifically chosen to create a feeling in a movie. Right now, as I write this, I am listening to my ipod and a song from the movie One True Thing is playing. A movie about a woman who dies of cancer and how her daughter has to take care of her.

If I didn't have music in my life I would feel lost.