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November 15, 2009
All I need is Music!!!
I sure love listening to music. Know matter what's going on in my life I can listen to music and everything seems like all the pressure of life just makes me feel like everything is going to be okay. Lately I've been putting more music into my life. I don't know why I go though days without listening to some form of music. My kids love listening to music with me. I tell them to just move with the songs and sometimes we just dance and move with the melody. We might go to see The Imagination Movers in Concert in December. I hope we can make that work but it's so close to Christmas so we'll have to see. I'm also planning the family vacation trip for next summer and I'm so hoping for Canada. I haven't been back for so many years. I miss my family and that's the one sad thing about moving away from my family and friends is I never get to see them. I just have to understand I moved away for love. It sure makes me sad though no matter how I try to make myself feel better about moving away. The family(friends who became my family) was there for me when I needed a rock and an anchor in my darkest times and I appreciate the love and support. How crazy it must of been like to let me go like that but that's what I needed at the time. Looking back now, it was the best thing I needed to do for myself. Wow, it's been 11 years since the hubby and I met in person. I was a 23 year old University Student working at a Hotel just decided to buy a plane ticket and go after my destiny. I could have been just a little crazy but I did it and it's apart of my history. It's crazy how life happens sometimes and now I'm listening to music remembering all my crazy times, stupid things I've done and all the wonderful moments of my life like giving birth to my two children. I sure lived a wild life. I remember a time when Dirty Dancing was so popular and it was the summer before the 7th or 8th grade. Was I 12 or 13? I can't remember but anyway Dirty Dancing was popular and my friends would sing and dance from the soundtrack for hours. I remember my parents wouldn't let me listen to certain music(everything that was there kind of music) which was everything popular and I would put headphones on and I had this crappy music player but I would get this radio station from Boston and I could only get it at night and it was like the top 100 songs or something like that. I felt like a rebel doing something I wasn't allowed doing but when I heard my mother doing laundry I would put something else on so she wouldn't catch me listening to something I wasn't supposed too. That sounds so crazy but you would have to know how my mother was at the time. She wasn't all that nice of a person to me back then. She had to control everything but she tried so hard with me but I fought her hard and I just learned how to be sneaky, secretive and closed down when I was around my mother. I wished many nights of why I was adopted and if I could have another mother but that's what happens when you're living with an alcoholic. My mother denies to this day she was a bad mother but when you're being controlled my alcohol you most likely don't remember half the shit you did. I fought hard to stay clean and my wake up call was when I broke my arm to realized I had a problem back in 2003. I didn't want to end up being like my mother. I'm almost 35 years old and I feel like I've already lived a lifetime. My kids lives are going to be different then my childhood. I would be happy if they learned of my life but only experience maybe a quarter of it. I did have great moments in my life especially with friends. Wild times!!! Never forget about your past but live in the present and work towards the future. Take care, Peace!!!!
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