I can be put in the greatest mood, or like today, crying like a baby on the city bus. Music has taken me back to so many places. it takes me through so many memories, good and bad. I absolutely love music. I really do but most of the time I would just rather leave the music in a box. I can't always, or would rather not, deal with the emotions that come with the music I like.
So many of my songs have such a wide range of memories. We (my sister Mary and I) grew up listening to country music at home, which was Mama's favorite. And at Auntie's (Pearl) house we heard oldies that all the cousin's played. :-) and of course we heard all the pop that kids of our time played.
I loved it when Mama would play her country music, real loud. She would sing along, and dance. That's when we were little. I loved those days. Mama is gone and I will never see her dance again to her country music. To sing to Hank Williams and Johnny Cash. A those times you could just see in Mama's face how much she loved her music. I'm so happy that she instilled in us, her love of music. I sure miss Mama.... And her music. :-)
Then there's those damn songs that remind you of your first puppy love. Your first heart break. And then songs back from when you just couldn't imagine surviving another day. Or that you just didn't want to. Those are the ones I could do without. :-) And there were plenty of those. Lol.
So many songs take me back to when we were kids, and were truly at the happiest I ever was. It's hard to listen to those without crying. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever be "truly happy" again. I can't stand it when I feel like that. But at times that's the way I feel. It's an ugly feeling.
