I admit, my taste is music is not refined, cultured, or sophisticated. But I do appreciate the hell out of music. I love the stories music tells, the memories music provokes, and the emotion music triggers.

The Carpenters and Neil Diamond remind me of my mother. Frank Sinatra and Engelbert Humperdinck remind me of Daddy. My sister and I used to sing Lionel Richie and Diana Ross’ Endless Love while we did the dishes together. The Smiths reminds me of junior high. The Moody Blues’ Your Wildest Dream reminds me of falling in love with Donovon. Britney Spears reminds me of Alexa growing up just as Taylor Swift will remind me of Ava growing up.

Donovon and I have been watching the Foo Fighters Sonic Highway series on HBO, and it’s made me appreciate music that much more.

I love all kinds of music. It all stirs something in my soul. I’m grateful for all the music of my life.