Say It With Love

Sometimes it's the old songs that give you the most comfort. At least I like to think so. And sometime's I wish I could give one or two to someone, because they need it. I almost always return the tags of people that stop by here. I don't know most of my readers more than to chat with them online. I know there's a few of my friends that read this and even one family member, but for the most part it's all online people.

So I hit the link and went to this taggers blog, only to read that she had just learned her mother had cancer. This is the first thing I read, since I just woke up. I'm a stranger, so all I can offer is hugs, to someone I don't know from Adam. I'm crying, because though I've both my parents, I know the fear of thinking I might lose one.

And here I am listening to Justin Hayward's Classic Blue, his most beautiful recording and full of the saddest songs. I'm sitting here crying, for a person I don't know, and because the voice singing sounds like an angel.

I wanted to write an eloquent, or at least funny post about the mix cd I got yesterday from Moody Mistress. It was the Life Soundtrack Mix. Remember that one? It's lurking on the page somewhere. And sure it's full of songs I already have, but somehow the ordering of the songs was just right. Almost each one was like an old friend, stopping by to say hello.

Music is like that. When it touches your life, it doesn't leave you. It becomes a friend, a family member that's there when you need them most, giving you what you need most at the time, whether it bring you a smile or comfort, whatever, it's there. It's a steady constant, it never goes away. When everyone is gone, the music is still there. Even if the artist isn't around, their songs endure on.

So 2 cds full of old friends showed up on my doorstep. I played them constantly last night, welcoming into my home and heart; John, Paul, George and Ringo, Davy, Micky, Peter and Mike, Justin Hayward, The Moody Blues, Elvis Costello and Tom Petty, all old friends. I smiled quite a bit last night. Sure some of these old friends are around all the time, but it was nice to hear the songs I hadn't heard in a long time. A big thank you to Moody Mistress for the smiles she brought yesterday. (though there were a few other things in my package that brought smiles...this was the big one)

I can only hope the tagger that stopped by, has a song that will bring a smile to her face every now and then, because everyone needs that, even when there seems to be no reason to smile at all.

And I leave you today with the words of the Hayward...


Underneath
A sea of doubt
There's a million voices shouting
Let me out, let me out
When we go
We never return
'Cos there's just one lesson
That we got to learn
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
Whatever you say
Say, say, say
Say it with love
Say it with love
Say it with love
Say it with love
Say it with love