Happy Memories.

I’ve had a flood of memories come back to me recently, probably courtesy of the intensive therapy I had earlier in the year.

This year has been a rollercoaster for me emotionally, and so many emotional blocks have been removed from me; the jury is still out on whether or not that’s a good thing.

The amount of emotional stuff I’ve repressed for so many years is jaw dropping, I have no idea how I’ve kept it all inside of me.

On the flip side of the emotional mess that has been literally leaking out of me (tears) I’ve found solace in music and I’m happy to report so many happy memories have come flooding back to me.

This particular song that I wanted to share is one of many that remind me of a time when all was well in my world and my family was intact. Childhood memories and songs that remind us of simpler, happier times are always best shared.

I hope you enjoy this tune as much as I do.

https://youtu.be/cs4RG9u8IVU

https://music.apple.com/gb/album/nights-in-white-satin-single-edit/1440855599?i=1440856012

Tune for Tuesday.

I’ve somehow let someone dull my shine, I’d stopped believing in myself. Then a friend reminded me I’m not the person I’d been left feeling like. The song I’m humming today reflects the sentiment she’s reminded me of.

A Song For Every Year I’ve Been Alive.

From the very first song I shared for 1971, the year I was born, to this song I’m sharing today, the music has ranged from one genre to another and represents my tastes.  There were some days I struggled to find a song that I’d actually liked for that year, others where I had to pick from one of many.  

I’ve enjoyed thinking about what the songs mean to me and how I’ve felt. I’ve deliberately kept them positive because I feel I’ve shared enough darkness already. Some years throughout my life I’ve really struggled with PTSD, personal difficulties, grief, and everything in between.  But I now choose to focus on the positive. No, my life isn’t all sweetness and happy days, it’s just like other people’s lives, days where I think I can’t possibly take anymore.  Days where I could happily throttle some people, days where I just want to curl up and go to sleep for a very long time.  But then I have days where I laugh so much I forget – even just for a little while – those oppressive troubles and everything feels light and fun. 

I’m showing up as the real me, not the watered down version people would prefer.  I’m 45 years old and I know who I am and am happy in my own skin.  It took me a long time to get here and everything that has happened has shaped me and made me the person I am today.

This song is not from 2016 because quite frankly I do not like a single thing that is around at the moment.  I’m not going to pretend I do just to keep my blog on theme, hell no. I just like the song, it’s that simple.