Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Monday, October 20, 2014
Music Monday
It's been a while since I've done a Music Monday,
but I woke up with this song on my mind and it's stuck with me all day.
It reminds me that God is always with us through all stages of our lives; and He heals all of our hurts no matter how big or small they may be (and they all seem big at the time, don't they?)
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Music Monday
EDIT: I just realized that today is not Monday, it's Tuesday. Labor Day threw me off.
lol
Today I am sharing some of my earliest music memories.
My earliest music memory is Steamroller.
I must have been about 4 or 5 years old.
My dad would sing this and roll over me. lol
I'm not sure why I remember this song.
There aren't any specific memories connected with it.
I don't remember ever seeing that show, and it was years before
I found out what song I was singing.
I just remember singing "red, white, and blue ooh ooh ooh."
I must have been 7 or 8.
I don't know exactly how old I was, but I must have been younger than 10.
We were having some sort of cook-out with my dad's family.
This song was playing and my grandmother started dancing.
Someone said "She thinks he's singing about her!" and everyone laughed.
I remember my maternal grandmother singing this:
My grandfather once played this record for me- I must have been 8 or 9.
I remember smiling and hugging him when it was over.
At the time I didn't fully recognize the significance, but now it makes me bawl.
lol
Today I am sharing some of my earliest music memories.
My earliest music memory is Steamroller.
I must have been about 4 or 5 years old.
My dad would sing this and roll over me. lol
I'm not sure why I remember this song.
There aren't any specific memories connected with it.
I don't remember ever seeing that show, and it was years before
I found out what song I was singing.
I just remember singing "red, white, and blue ooh ooh ooh."
I must have been 7 or 8.
I don't know exactly how old I was, but I must have been younger than 10.
We were having some sort of cook-out with my dad's family.
This song was playing and my grandmother started dancing.
Someone said "She thinks he's singing about her!" and everyone laughed.
I remember my maternal grandmother singing this:
My grandfather once played this record for me- I must have been 8 or 9.
I remember smiling and hugging him when it was over.
At the time I didn't fully recognize the significance, but now it makes me bawl.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Music Monday
I'm running out of ideas for Music Monday.
Next week I think I'm going to start by sharing my earliest music memories and then move forward from there.
For today, here are the two songs we danced to at our wedding 19 years ago.
It was a very small wedding, with only our family in attendance.
It was in my grandparents' living room.
We were married by my grandfather, who was a Justice of the Peace at the time.
Next week I think I'm going to start by sharing my earliest music memories and then move forward from there.
For today, here are the two songs we danced to at our wedding 19 years ago.
It was a very small wedding, with only our family in attendance.
It was in my grandparents' living room.
We were married by my grandfather, who was a Justice of the Peace at the time.
Monday, July 29, 2013
Music Monday
Mother/Daughter Music Memories
Since I was a teenager, this has been me and my mom's song. (Incorrect grammar?) I'm not sure how it began, but I remember "dancing" to it in the car on several occasions. We always dance together when it comes on.
This is me and my daughter's song. We always sing it together.
This was one of my grandmother's favorite songs. She'd call it the "crazy little women" song. Ha.
I'll Fly Away was my grandmother's favorite hymn. She'd sing it all the time. We played it at her funeral. It was also her sister's (my great-aunt) favorite song. We played it at her funeral too.
When I was younger, we would all get together (my grandparents, great-aunts, mom, and some of us kids), play the piano and sing. This was always one of the first ones we'd sing.
Needless to say, this song holds bittersweet memories for me.
Since I was a teenager, this has been me and my mom's song. (Incorrect grammar?) I'm not sure how it began, but I remember "dancing" to it in the car on several occasions. We always dance together when it comes on.
This is me and my daughter's song. We always sing it together.
This was one of my grandmother's favorite songs. She'd call it the "crazy little women" song. Ha.
I'll Fly Away was my grandmother's favorite hymn. She'd sing it all the time. We played it at her funeral. It was also her sister's (my great-aunt) favorite song. We played it at her funeral too.
When I was younger, we would all get together (my grandparents, great-aunts, mom, and some of us kids), play the piano and sing. This was always one of the first ones we'd sing.
Needless to say, this song holds bittersweet memories for me.
Monday, July 15, 2013
Music Monday..and More
Summer break is nearly over for us. It's been nice to relax and be (mostly) care-free. But now duty calls.
This week is going to be all about organization and planning.
You Are My Hiding Place by Selah has long been one of the songs I turn to when I need comfort. It reminds me that there is nothing God cannot see us through.
This song
was especially meaningful in 2008 during the days surrounding Hurricane Gustav. That hurricane triggered something in me that took months to recover from. I hate to use the word "breakdown", but that's basically what it was. It was the roughest time of my life. I didn't know if I would make it through, but thanks to God and to my family for their patience and understanding, I made it.
There were a few songs that I held on to during that time, and this was one of them.
Until Next Time...
This week is going to be all about organization and planning.
I need to arrange an area for our lessons and sort through all the school books so I can plan this year's curriculum.
I will also be making schedules and lists; purging; cleaning out closets (at least two, maybe three); and just getting life in general more orderly.
I am also going to try to start sticking to a regular blog schedule. I will share more about that when I'm done working it all out. For now all I have is Music Monday. It's where I'll share music that I've liked lately or that has been a part of my life for so long that I have stories connected to them.
Into the Mystic-by Van Morrison is one of my favorite songs. I like the way it makes me feel and I can't help singing along.
Into the Mystic-by Van Morrison is one of my favorite songs. I like the way it makes me feel and I can't help singing along.
You Are My Hiding Place by Selah has long been one of the songs I turn to when I need comfort. It reminds me that there is nothing God cannot see us through.
This song
was especially meaningful in 2008 during the days surrounding Hurricane Gustav. That hurricane triggered something in me that took months to recover from. I hate to use the word "breakdown", but that's basically what it was. It was the roughest time of my life. I didn't know if I would make it through, but thanks to God and to my family for their patience and understanding, I made it.
There were a few songs that I held on to during that time, and this was one of them.
Until Next Time...
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Music Monday
(a day late)
I wrote a long, too-personal entry about this song. I decided not to post it. Suffice it to say, this song reminds me of where I am in life right now. My children are getting older, and I am in the middle of a change of seasons. It's difficult for many reasons. My children don't need me the same as they used to. The focus of my life is changing, and I'm not sure where it's going to lead.
I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'Til the landslide brought it down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too
And I'm getting older too
Oh, take my love, take it down
Climb a mountain and turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down
The landslide will bring it down
I wrote a long, too-personal entry about this song. I decided not to post it. Suffice it to say, this song reminds me of where I am in life right now. My children are getting older, and I am in the middle of a change of seasons. It's difficult for many reasons. My children don't need me the same as they used to. The focus of my life is changing, and I'm not sure where it's going to lead.
I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'Til the landslide brought it down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Well, I've been afraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too
And I'm getting older too
Oh, take my love, take it down
Climb a mountain and turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down
The landslide will bring it down
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Cajun Baby
Ever since I've had a blog I've used the tag line "livin' and lovin' by the old bayou."
This is where that line is from.
Way down yonder in the bayou country in dear old Louisianne
That's where lives my Cajun baby, the fairest one in the land
Her teeth're white and pearly, hair black as coal
Wouldn't trade my Cajun baby for the world's gold
Way down yonder in the bayou country in dear old Louisianne
My heart's been sad and lonely since the day I left her side
But today I got her letter said she'd be my Cajun bride
Gonna go and wed my Cajun baby and ive by the old bayou
Eat a lotsa shrimp and crawfish, ride around in my old pirogue
Way down yonder...
Before the sun goes down this evening I'll be on my way
To see my Cajun baby and there I'm gonna stay
On a Saturday night we go dancin' and listen to the fiddle-o
Lord I got me a Cajun baby just a livin' and a lovin' by the old bayou
This is where that line is from.
Way down yonder in the bayou country in dear old Louisianne
That's where lives my Cajun baby, the fairest one in the land
Her teeth're white and pearly, hair black as coal
Wouldn't trade my Cajun baby for the world's gold
Way down yonder in the bayou country in dear old Louisianne
My heart's been sad and lonely since the day I left her side
But today I got her letter said she'd be my Cajun bride
Gonna go and wed my Cajun baby and ive by the old bayou
Eat a lotsa shrimp and crawfish, ride around in my old pirogue
Way down yonder...
Before the sun goes down this evening I'll be on my way
To see my Cajun baby and there I'm gonna stay
On a Saturday night we go dancin' and listen to the fiddle-o
Lord I got me a Cajun baby just a livin' and a lovin' by the old bayou
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
But hold on to what you believe in the light
When the darkness has robbed you of all your sight
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