a childhood remembered

At the library today, I found ‘A Childhood Remembered’, which is my favourite CD of all time. I’ve had five copies of the cassette and three copies of the CD, which I either gave away or wore out completely. Now I have the songs on my computer in MP3 format, mine forever. *happy sigh*

I first found this music when I was thirteen in a pagan shoppe. I’d recently discovered my lack of Christianity and was scared and thrashing and not knowing what to do and seeking. I didn’t know anything about anything. My best friend played a track from this song on the store’s music player, and I was calmed and entranced, lulled. I bought the cassette and began a journey that day.

I listened to this nearly every night for something like four years. This is the music I played as I learned to drive. This is the music that soothed me to sleep during some of the scariest, roughest nights I faced as a young blossoming adult. This is the music I played for my unborn babies for the duration of each pregnancy. This is the music that I whistled, hummed, sang, and danced.

With the exception of Alanis, this is the music that has been the most prominent soundtrack of my life.

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