Waking up in Utah, amazed at the number of big gas-guzzling trucks that make this cross country trip. There were just endless Ford and GMC trucks parked at this Best Western motel when we pulled up late last night. I don’t know how they afford the gas. I don’t know how the environment will take it…it won’t, I guess.
I wanted to share a lovely memory from last night. A few months ago – in February – Hasan and I had one of our “date nights” which really was time we set aside to be on the phone together and not talk about business of life. To just enjoy each other. So we decided to reminisce about 80s and 90s songs that we loved. Well, I had made a playlist on my Ipod while we were having this date. And last night we listened to this playlist again for the first time on the final miles into Utah. Hasan was so happy to hear these songs – who doesn’t love “What have you done for me lately” by Whitney Houston or “Living on a Prayer” by Bon Jovi? Anyways, one of the songs was Back to Life by Soul II Soul. And that took me back to a time when I was a teenager and I came home from being out with my friends and my mom was so excited to play this new song she found and loved for me on her stereo system…it was Back to Life. I remember how much she loved hearing the bass kick in for that song on her new Nakamichi system. She would play it over and over again – that and Blame it on the Rain by Milli Vanilli and some song by New Kids on the Block that I can’t remember. And then I realized that is something I get from both my parents – a love of music. I have nice memories of making cassette tapes of classical music with my father. I have lots of memories of my mom playing music REALLY loud on her system – she loved her bass back then, and I love it now as well. It’s nice once in a while to think of the things that we get from our parents…once in a while!
2 comments:
would love to see your playlist, if it's not too personal.
am very much enjoying your few posts, btw. lovely writing style.
Our playlist was surprisingly empty - we listened to hardly any music...just a book from itunes called Getting Rid of Bradley, and a bunch of Stanford University lectures you can get on itunes. We did start listening to music once we got to either Illinois or Indiana - that was an artist called MIA.
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