Music feeds my soul. If I am having a bad day, I can turn to my iPod and find the song that is describing the exact way I feel. I can let the humor of Jim lehrer or Monty python make me laugh and forget about my day. Selah and their renditions of the old hymns take me back to days in church when we sang out of the red hymnal (1,3 and 5 verses, of course).

Music got me through my grandfathers sickness. I would crank up selah and cry in the solitude of my room, being reminded with each word that God had a plan and a will for my bappaw and for me.
Memories are attached to different songs. I can remember who introduced me to a song or artist or an event that happened while listening to a particular song.

The sing "tick tock" by ke$ha will always remind me of driving in the car with an ex boyfriend, going somewhere. Most of chris Tomlin's sing bring me a sense of peace and joy. When I hear any type of techno- club music, I am reminded of driving around with my oldest brother while he was in highschool.

I sang "amazing grace" at my grandfathers funeral. I cannot hear that song without thinking about him. It is a little reminder that he is still around, in the little things.

Songs and quotes are to me like food or shopping is to others, a type of therapy...a way to cope with all the craziness and a way to get away from it all.

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