I am SO SORRY I haven’t written in a few days. It’s unacceptable to me and I apologize. This new job has taken over my life and I am struggling to not only stay afloat, but awake! I follow blogs myself and it aggravates me when they are not updated.
Today my Mom and I drove to the New Jersey shore. Lately I listen to sports talk radio when I’m in the car but today I turned on some tunes. We’ve travelled to the shore together for over 25 years. My Mom has survived 80’s music and even though she was raised a city girl, she found a love of Garth Brooks and Tim McGraw as it subconsciously seeped into her psyche.
As we were listening to the radio on our drive, I began to sing. I didn’t notice it for awhile but then I realized I was singing and that my voice sounded foreign to me. I would ALWAYS sing in the car, since the moment they handed me my junior license. For it to be strange to hear my own voice saddened me in that I had lost something I did so naturally and so joyfully.
“Friends in Low Places” came on as we were driving over the bridge to take us to our favorite shore spot. And we rolled down the windows, breathed in the sweet salt air, heard the waves of the bay, I gave thanks that two of my friends in low places were right with me in the front seat of the car — my Mom and my vocal stylings.
Hold on to your friends in low places and the things that give you joy. They’ll chase your blues away. Garth and I guarantee it.
