My love of music

Music has always been a major part of my life. Back when I was young we didn't have cable so there were only a few channels available on the tv. Wow does that statement make me feel really old. Anyways, I don't know who was the one responsible for my love of music but for as long as I can remember its been there.

When I was very young my parents bought an old antique piano with hopes I would learn to play. Took lessons but never really caught on to it. I do have two cousins that could play anything by ear. It was their God given talent. One still plays to this day the other never pursued it.... what a waste. I remember sitting and listening to Jackie play and would sit as long as she played. I can still see and hear her in my memory bank. One of these days I hope to hear her again.

Growing up we had all the necessities and not much luxuries so I was grateful for the clock radios we had to have. There was one in each room and even in the barn. Yes music seemed to help sooth the animals and make chores a little less chore-some. There was also little handheld radios that I carried everywhere. No mp3s back then and no earphones. Boom boxes were too expensive. So were the big stereo systems. Those were luxuries.

One of my fondest memories is listening to the radio in the car. I remember how momma, my brother and I would sing along to what ever was on the radio and sometimes hearing my brother say... "Can you sing to yourself?" ha ha NO I cant sing to myself and wasn't given a beautiful singing voice. As momma always said... I couldn't carry a tune with a water bucket on my head... but oh how I love to sing!

My love for music and my horrible singing voice was one of the first things I had to warn boyfriends about. If they could endure that... they must have really liked me or learned to tune me out!

Oh how I loved when my son was born and I could sing all the lullabies I knew. Bless his heart he didn't know his momma couldn't sing... he just smiled. Nowadays... well I think he has figured it out, but doesn't say too much about the sound. He does however comment ... "Momma do you know every song on the radio??" "Of course she does." is hubby's response. Its one area my son thinks I'm smart in. hahaha I love to catch them both off guard and sing a song in a funny way or change it somehow. BOTH will tell you my version of Elvis' Blue Christmas is much better than his!! And how they will never forget the first time they heard my version. I tell ya it sure turn Joshua's sour mood around quickly!! Oh how I hate that song.

Music can be a wonderful way to cure what ails ya. There is even harp music that some people swears helps them heal. Music can sooth the savage soul. It can lift the deepest spirits. It can get your rear in gear to exercise. It can help you celebrate. It can help you mourn. It can even help you feel closer to God. Music can help you express what your soul feels.

What music is your soul playing today???