The Music of Life

I believe that the timeline of life can be understood through a thoughtful list of one’s favorite songs:

Born To Run, Be My Baby, Smells Like Teen Spirit, Light My Fire, When A Man Loves A Woman, Our House, My Girl(s), You’ve Lost That Loving Feeling, Help, Bridge Over Troubled Waters, At Last, I Feel Good, You Can’t Always Get What You Want (But You Get What You Need), and, inevitably, Stairway To Heaven

OK: MY life from Billboard’s Top 100.

Now playing? The Times They Are A Changin‘.

The children are grown, scattering to their own exciting lives and, after twenty years of bliss at the lake’s edge, we’ll be moving in the fall.

No small feat for an Aquarian water-baby-at-heart who has enjoyed the daily possibility of dipping at least a toe into the deep blue.  I have dreaded the change.  Yet, in all my years I have learned that life is nothing but change.  Trite words, to be sure, but true, non-the-less. The fact they are oft repeated proves their worth.

For me, the idea of being away from the water creates a sense of loss;  a void that I hope to fill with the excitement of a new home, a new project; anything to create a fresh happiness.

Another trite-ism: When God closes a door, He opens a window.

Enter, the surprise of a branch of family I had never known: Accepting, engaging, loving. The truest meaning of the word, family.

And, once again, I am reminded of a trite saying: The best thing to fill a void born of loss is love.

On the radio now, the Semisonics sing…..Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.

And so it goes.