12 Days of Gratitude – Day 2

A big thank you to all of you who read my post yesterday.  I was pleasantly surprised by the “likes” that I got because I hadn’t expected that anyone would read these.  I purposely have not told anyone (only Husband tonight) about this blog (in part, because I’m using this as an outlet to pour out my thoughts and in part, because I am chicken about the feedback).  Thank you, I am grateful that you took the time to read.

Today was a long and busy day but I am determined to write about Day 2 of my 12 Days of Gratitude – thanks to your feedback and also because I am not one to back down from a challenge, even if self-imposed.  It can be a real struggle to find blessings when some times things seem so down-in-the-dumps and I thought about what I would write…here goes.

Day 2…Music

I am not a musician of any kind.  I can’t carry a tune or play an instrument but I love music.  Music is the ultimate form of poetic expression – whether alone or with another medium of art.  You can find it everywhere you turn – in movies and television shows, in shopping malls and restaurants, sporting events and even in the elevators!

My iPhone has many playlists which I play based on my moods.  My “Gym Kandi” playlist contains songs that motivate me to push harder (e.g., Stronger by Kanye West or Desire by U2); “Retro” contains, well, retro which inspires a lot of nostalgia (e.g., Always Something There by Naked Eyes or Tenderness by General Public and of course, because I was and am a Duranie, The Reflex); “Dancing Beats” puts me in an upbeat mood (e.g., Stomp! by Brothers Johnson or Got to Give It Up by Marvin Gaye); and finally, my “Christmas” playlist puts me in the Christmas spirit (faves include White Christmas, Winter Wonderland and God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen).

Music is both a comfort and a source of inspiration for me.  I am grateful that, while I have no musical bone in my body, there are so many talented artists who do and who share their work with the rest of us.

Does music play a role in your life?


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