(Playing an Original Song at my Dad's Wedding)
This weekend, I heard a song. It was a song from when I was younger that I used to sing a lot in church and let me tell ya.... when I tried to sing it, I could barely get the words out because I was so choked up about it. I have no idea what made that happen. There were not words in the song that I remember pertaining to my life when I was younger or anything, it was just hearing the tune.
Its like songs take me back to a place. Sometimes its happier, sometimes its more sad. But my memory takes a jog back to the time when I used to hear that song a lot. I don't have a great memory, but
I have to say that music is my best memory. Sometimes I can't remember what it was like to be in middle school or high school even, but songs take me back. (Sorry I stole that line, Kenny Chesney).
A: I'd say that God put these brain cells in me that dance around when they hear music. I think I may not understand it until I get to the pearly gates... but I believe my brain cells will be dancing the whole way there.
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