Defined- Music and Memories

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I have a question to ask. I shall ask it of you. Do you have music inside you? Do you have a running soundtrack of your life? Are your memories triggered by a line spoken or snippet heard? The music inside me, defines me. My mother is a musician; her music has always been with me, even as I floated, curled in her womb. My father is a music lover, and loves to dance and laugh at himself; he is an awful dancer. Music such as gospel, classical, big band, rock, jazz, swing; my exposure was complete, before ever drawing my first breath. My parent’s music is the background of my life. From my mother; I listened to her finger exercises while cooking, various gospel renditions during chores, Amy Grant while reading a book, Bing Crosby during homework, hymns while falling asleep. Always hymns. To this day; when she plays hymns I fall asleep, no matter where I am. From my father; Wild cherry’s during history homework; which often lasted hours as we both have a passion for things long gone, Mama’s and the Papas as he taught my children how to fire a handgun, The Beatles while leaning to drive, The Rolling Stones driving cross - country, Mama Cass was our company in front of the fire. Laughter usually outshined the music. There was Always laughter. The holiday season was flooded with Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole, Barbara Streisand, Mel Torme and Johnny Mathis. The list is endless. Their voices are the background of the wonderful memories of baking cookies and decorating the Christmas tree. I hope I have done my best as a mother to pass this feeling of contentment and a life of music on to my own children. A life without music is incomprehensible to me; are there families out there that did not have the sounds of seasons and personal audio tastes in their life? I feel sad to think such a thing is possible. Fill your lives with music, dance in the rain with your children and watch your dad do the funky chicken in roller skates to Alvin and the Chipmunks singing “we wish you a merry Christmas”. Life is full of wonderful moments; don’t miss them, don’t forget them. My favorite Holiday songs- The little Drummer boy Do you hear what I hear? Carol of the Bells Hark! The Herald Angels sing Pat-A-Pan (an obscure song by Bing Crosby) O Holy Night (I had to sing this each night to put my son to sleep for the first two years of his life) What Child is this?Do you have a favorite holiday song, or memories associated with music? Tell me about it please, I would love to listen and enjoy the soundtrack of your life.