connection to the past

I’ve started to say that Mom passed away last year.  As opposed to “December,” “[X] months ago” or “recently.” Maybe because it does feel like a new year.  The garden is bursting forth with life.  We are already sweating during hot afternoons.  Tucson has been sweltering the last few days- an early summer, it seems. Already, we have broken 100 degrees, and my shoulders are burned from long, slogging jogs with Bruno. The cold rains and short daylight hours that colored my Mom’s last days seem like a long time ago, seasonally speaking.

I’m playing harp more than I have in years.  My dear friend Kathy is getting married on Saturday, and I am providing the music during the ceremony. These days, I’m practicing furiously to try to rework rusty pieces and learn a few new ones too.  My sheet music is totally disorganized, and in between the loose papers I have old recital programs, notes from my harp instructors… even an old bus schedule, circa 1999, which would bring me from South Minneapolis to St. Paul, where I studied in college.

Music speaks to the core of all of us, provides a soundtrack to our life.  This is especially so if you are a musician. I work through this repertoire from 10+ years ago, and I feel the heat from the stage lights shining down on me, blinding me to the audience present.  I feel the anguish of my failures– for some reason, those are more vivid in my mind than my successes. When I play these old pieces, I also remember my mom sticking her head into my room when I was practicing. She’d beam an encouraging smile and exclaim “I just love that song!” or “Sounding really good!”  I feel her hugs after my recitals, hear her voice on the end of the line asking “how did it go!?!” when I’d call her after completing my juried performances.

The notes, the rhythms connect me to the past in a palpable way.  I play these songs and again am transported back to an earlier time.  Maybe jr high, high school, or college. A time when I was focused on music, and I had a living, breathing mother.

 

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7 thoughts on “connection to the past

  1. mommyrenewed

    Thank you for this post. You are truly an amazing writer and I know your mother would be honored to know that your sweet memories of her are being spun through such a harmonious mix of words. Thanks again and God bless.

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  2. kellig

    music is so fantastic, it really is the soundtrack to our lives. and how glorious to play the harp!! i have playlists named for the various times in my life… “high school daze”, “the joe yrs”, “alameda”, “camping”… when I listen to them, i am right back there, sometimes so much so that the feelings and insecurities are resurrected, lol.

    about your failures… those are just regrets and regrets are always easier to remember than successes. you are fantastic! try and remember that. =)

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  3. chasingtheperfectmoment

    Katy,
    I am nominating you for “The Sunshine Blogging Award.” Your posts regarding your journey with your mother and all the lovely reflections have been and are so inspiring. I will feature your blog on my post. If you do not choose to accept you certainly do not have to. However, I feel you deserve it.

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