“When you gonna love you as much as I do,” Tori Amos’s soft, smooth, soulful voice sings in my headphones as I sit, contemplating my column for this week. This is the music of my teenage years, the music of a period when things were changing so fast and furiously in my life. I clung to music like this to carry me through.
It’s also the music of my first concert with friends. And the music of road trips today.
Familiar melodies like this have a way of sparking something deep inside — memories, emotions, goals … so many things. It’s a nostalgia for the simplicity of earlier years, perhaps, in this case. But, as Tori sings, things change — and so they have.
More than that, it’s the message of this song, “Winter,” that tucks itself into the recesses of my mind. Winding its way through my thoughts, it speaks to me as much today as it did 20 years ago. The message is one of self-love, something that seems to fall by the wayside for me again and again. I focus so heavily on taking care of everyone around me — making sure they eat well, that we do all the things they wish or need to, that they are healthy and happy and rested — that I forget to care for myself too. But even the safety instructions on airplanes tell you to put on your oxygen mask first before helping others. Click here to continue reading.
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