There is still a large amount of music that I cannot handle listening to. It brings too many strong emotions that I’m not in the mood to deal with yet. I have to be selective to what I put in my ears. And, I don’t listen to music as much as I used to. But, that’s ok. I allow myself to go at a pace that I’m comfortable with. For example, I’ve become dependent on spa music to constantly play in the background at my home.
Recently, I went to my first concert since his passing. It was uncomfortable being in a crowd, but not overwhelming. Of course I cried. I always cry at concerts and weddings.
But, this concert was special. The first CD I ever purchased was by this band, in the early nineties. Their music got me through puberty. And, that’s saying a lot.
I’m so glad I went. It gave me strength, and reminded me of the music I loved and how it got me through some tough times. I was reminded that I can still rely on the songs I Ioved to get me through. And, that I was a person before all this. Before my marriage. And maybe I can grab onto my past self to get me through the future.
I hope that you have something similar that you can lean on that brings you hope and comfort.
Widows Life 