The music of my life plays in the background of my day like the raindrops that fall down our chimney into the foil pans placed there to catch them. The notes stand as accompaniment to my pain, my sorrows, my grief and my careful discontent. Yet they also resonate with my joy, my successes, my delights and all of my countless pleasures. Music is so central to my core that the same song can produce within me anguish and undeniable bliss within nearly the same moment. How can that be?
Balanced Babe (Molly Wendland)
