November Thanks: Day 9-Music
"Music to me, is like breathing- I don't get tired of breathing, I don't get tired of music."- Ray Charles
I've been so busy the past four days that it has taken me awhile to get back to my November Thanks edition. So much to my own joy and glory, I am back, and basking in the beauty of this life I have.
I firmly and strongly believe that every single person in this world has a choice: a choice to live the life they want, be who they want to be, say what they want to say, feel what they want to feel, and love who they want to love. I also believe that we all have the choice to be positive or negative. It is solely in each individuals' hands what kind of mood they want to be in and no one can change that or dictate that for them.
My whole rant of course, comes from a chaotic past month and a busy week thus far. I have five days (FIVE DAYS!!!!!!!!!) until the guy and I hop on a plane and make our way to Tejas. I knew that when I requested my time off from work, I'd most likely be working several days straight, and well, I was right. Today marks my fourth day and I have four more to go. But it will all be worth it come next Thursday. So I choose joy, positivity, love, even in the midst of all the chaos.
Anyway, back to what this post is about:
MUSIC
How I love, love, love music. Even after six years, it still surprises me at times how I fell in love with a musician. What were the odds, I ask myself? For me, a country gal, to fall madly in love with a musician whose sound soothes my every being, is magic I tell ya. Just magic. And I couldn't be any happier.
Music really is the gateway to relieving so many things in life. From stress to sadness, heartbreak to death, music for some reason, much like laughing, is a great medication to alleviate the feelings most of us don't like to feel.
For me, music is just as part of me as writing is. With writing comes music, always. And they are two things that I live and breath for. A day without music, is honestly a day that I can't say I've ever had. For as long as I can remember, music has been in my everyday life and I wouldn't want it any other way.
There are songs that take me back to my childhood, like "No Te Olvidare" from Grupo Mazz, which reminds me of all the late night family gatherings we'd have at my grandparents house throughout the years. Or "Better As a Memory" from Kenny Chesney, which helped me to get over a heartbreak and which led me to my real love. There are so many songs in my life book, that it would take forever to go through them and recall what meaning they have in my life.
Music is in my blood, it surrounds me, and it helps to create an atmosphere of peace and harmony for me. With it, all things make sense. Without it, the silence is too sad.
To music, for being the story of my life. I will always be thankful for the gift and joys of music.
I've been so busy the past four days that it has taken me awhile to get back to my November Thanks edition. So much to my own joy and glory, I am back, and basking in the beauty of this life I have.
I firmly and strongly believe that every single person in this world has a choice: a choice to live the life they want, be who they want to be, say what they want to say, feel what they want to feel, and love who they want to love. I also believe that we all have the choice to be positive or negative. It is solely in each individuals' hands what kind of mood they want to be in and no one can change that or dictate that for them.
My whole rant of course, comes from a chaotic past month and a busy week thus far. I have five days (FIVE DAYS!!!!!!!!!) until the guy and I hop on a plane and make our way to Tejas. I knew that when I requested my time off from work, I'd most likely be working several days straight, and well, I was right. Today marks my fourth day and I have four more to go. But it will all be worth it come next Thursday. So I choose joy, positivity, love, even in the midst of all the chaos.
Anyway, back to what this post is about:
MUSIC
How I love, love, love music. Even after six years, it still surprises me at times how I fell in love with a musician. What were the odds, I ask myself? For me, a country gal, to fall madly in love with a musician whose sound soothes my every being, is magic I tell ya. Just magic. And I couldn't be any happier.
Music really is the gateway to relieving so many things in life. From stress to sadness, heartbreak to death, music for some reason, much like laughing, is a great medication to alleviate the feelings most of us don't like to feel.
For me, music is just as part of me as writing is. With writing comes music, always. And they are two things that I live and breath for. A day without music, is honestly a day that I can't say I've ever had. For as long as I can remember, music has been in my everyday life and I wouldn't want it any other way.
There are songs that take me back to my childhood, like "No Te Olvidare" from Grupo Mazz, which reminds me of all the late night family gatherings we'd have at my grandparents house throughout the years. Or "Better As a Memory" from Kenny Chesney, which helped me to get over a heartbreak and which led me to my real love. There are so many songs in my life book, that it would take forever to go through them and recall what meaning they have in my life.
Music is in my blood, it surrounds me, and it helps to create an atmosphere of peace and harmony for me. With it, all things make sense. Without it, the silence is too sad.
To music, for being the story of my life. I will always be thankful for the gift and joys of music.
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