I just sat down at my laptop to work on some revisions for a story I've been working on. I wanted to listen to some music while I worked and since I edit better when I'm listening to classical music, I started looking up artists on spotify that my mom used to play around the house. Eventually, I stumbled upon David Lanz's album Beloved.
I don't have specific memories associated with this album, but I actually started tearing up when the first track started because it sounded like home. I can listen to that album and I remember cold fall and winter nights at my home in Ohio and I remember sitting in the kitchen as I talked to my mom and she made dinner and I remember doing the dishes and staring at the large window above the sink as snowflakes drifted down to earth.
And that was all in the first track.
I don't know what it is about certain songs and certain CDs, but they have the power to take me straight back home immediately, even though I live on the other side of the country now.
