Today, I spent a lot of time on YouTube playing some of my favorite music, mostly music of the 60s and 70s.
I don’t know why, but I guess that I have had a feeling of melancholy surrounding me for the last month or so. I have received at least four emails, within the last 30 days, telling me that old friends have passed.
Lilliam is in Costa Rica and when she is gone I feel such a void. Natalie is here, but there is never a replacement for one’s sole mate no matter how hard others try.
The emails, Lilliam being away and the music had a dramatic effect on me. Tears streamed down my face and memories flashed through my mind relentlessly.
Beyond the current emails, I began to count other friends that have left all too soon. I doubt if they knew how much they meant to me. Each and everyone left an indelible print on me that will never disappear.
Many of the artists I listened to today occupy another part of my memories. I can hear a song and almost picture where I was and what I was dong when I first heard it.
I think had all of the Peter, Paul, and Mary albums. I was a big fan of the Chad Mitchell Trio. I remember when Chad Mitchell decided to go solo and brought in a unknown replacement by the name of John Denver.
I must have listened to more than 11 hours of YouTube of these artists today.
It seemed that the more I listened the more I was touched by how quickly time passes and how fragile life is. I also realized that the older I get the faster time goes.
As I listened to the music, I picked up my iPad and wrote a poem to remind myself that time is valuable and should not be wasted.
I called it Reminiscing.