Lost the Music

Ok, another music blog, but it's on my mind... Several years ago tragedy struck our family. I won't get into the sloppy details, but it was very personal and things just went down hill from there. Thinking back on the last five years, (yes, it's taken that long to recover enough to talk about it) I realize that I lost the music. I completely stopped listening to it. Silence in the car, no stereo at home... Every time I took a minute to listen, I cried and I was trying to avoid any hard emotions. In the last month, I guess I found what I'd been missing: a melody. I have always been a music lover, but had no talent for it. That doesn't matter much now, though. Just humming along to a favorite artist means that I'm healing. It's nice to feel a little happiness again, although the tears still come with some lyrics. Music is getting me through and I'm glad I'm strong enough to listen again.

Soundtrack for Life

Wouldn't it be easier if life was set to a soundtrack? You know, that could-be special moment with the hubs starts with soft piano notes and crescendos as you kiss leaving a romantic feeling lingering in the air. It would help that warm, fuzzy feeling last if you ask me. Or, in hopes of getting pumped up for a busy day, the radio spontaneously bursts out with The Pointer Sisters' Jump. Something to think about... sometimes life should be more like the movies.