As I prepare to write what will undoubtedly be one of the most difficult posts I've ever written and somewhat change the direction of this blog, I reflect back on the events of the past week, the ten hours of driving, the tears and the fear, and I found a moment where my heart ached a little less. A few stolen moments where the weight felt a little lighter and a feeling of calm took over.
I love music, I love to sing along and I love how songs can take me instantly to the memories of so many moments of my life. On Sunday I was driving by myself down I-81, sun drenched mountains to my left and a long road ahead. I had my Ipod plugged into the radio and I had set it to randomly play all of my music. Then came the song Bad Day by Fuel. Wow I love that song and it was a blast from the past. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry about how fitting it was so I just turned it up as loud as my ears could take and sang along at the top of my lungs. Sure there were tears but there was also a feeling of such relief to just let go. When it was over I listened to it again and again until suddenly I was done. I let the Ipod move onto the next random song and I admit that for a few minutes I felt better, lighter and in spite of a the challenge I knew I was about to face head on, I allowed myself to enjoy one of those blissful simple pleasures that life has to offer.
Here's a link to the song just in case you feel like blasting your radio and singing along...
"She said I would not understand, She left a note and said I'm sorry I had a bad day again. And she swears there's nothing wrong, I hear her playing that same old song..."
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