The Sound of Music

In the past two days there have been nine music videos posted on my facebook.  I got up this morning and took Annie out and the birds were singing like they had just learned a new tune.  It made mr think how much music means in our lives and how we need it from the day we are born until the day that we die.

The first music we hear are lullabys to put us to sleep, to sooth us when we cry, or just to let us know how happy our mother's are that they have a little one to sing to.

I don't think there is a kindergartener on earth that didn't have to learn ABCDEFG   HIJK   LMNOP etc.It is here here many kids are taught how to count, how to have good manners and how to play games with one another.

By the time we reach high school we not only kinow all the words to our school song, but we know all the crazy songs that are the hit of the day.  When I hear someone complain about the popular music today I think back to my high school years.  I am not sure how bright such words as "Boop boop dittem dattem wattem choo etc. would sound to todays kids either.

Love songs become our favorites as we have crushes on boys who don't even know we existed, or when we actually meet Mr. right.  Then, of course, we have "Our" song.  I can still hear my husband singing songs to me, and he didn't have the greatest voice in the world, but it sounded like heaven to me.

We then repeat all the above when we have children, only it is their life repeating ours in many ways.  We are at the stage where we love to hear the "old" songs, the ones from our early years, and the kids say, "Mom, where on earth did you ever hear that song?"    I remember how shocked I was when they took a song I loved when I was young, (Ramona) and jazzed it up in another generation until I barely recognized it.

And then, there is the music at funerals. Even in death, music plays a role.  Quite often Amazing Grace is sung.  I want Taps sung at my funeral.  I know that sounds strange, but I found three verses to that tune that are absolutely perfect.  Also, when my husband and I lived on Military Bases, we heard taps played every evening. 

I think I will go sing a song or two,
Until we meet again,
Be kind to one another.