I go back..

I go back….

There’s a song I love that’s called “I go back” by Kenny Cheney. It’s about how when he hears a song he goes back in time and remembers a time when he was growing up and his first love and all the fun he had during those summers.

I know sometimes when I hear a certain song I am right back in that spot. I am having my first kiss with my first love, listening to Barry Mantilow’s Weekend in England. Yes, I know, dinosaur reference.

When I hear that song I can feel the breeze blowing, I can remember the smell of the lilac trees. I remember sitting outside his house, and I even remember the chair we were sitting in. I remember how he softly touched my face and then he kissed my lips and I thought I would die.
I remembered how much I was in love with him and how I thought that this love would last forever. It’s amazing that one song could take you back 30 years and put you right in that spot.

Sometimes, that same song is not always such a great thing. Sometimes it makes you relive painful memories of how even after all these years you still feel the same way for that person. Even when you know you can’t be together, your heart doesn’t get the message. You hear that song and you are right back there, you can’t breathe, you still get butterflies and yes, you still think what if?

Some songs bring childhood memories of family and friends. Family dinners and holidays together with people who are no longer here. Some songs can inspire you, and give you the hope you need when times are tough and you think you can’t go on.

Songs are the backdrop of our lives, they can make you smile thinking of good times. They can make you cry thinking of heartaches. They can bring you back to a time of happiness or of pain. Songs teach us lessons, they bring up a world of emotions in us and they are part of who we are, who we were and who we are yet to be.

So today my friends when you hear that song, the one that makes you want to dance, the one that makes you sing along, loud in your car. The one that touches your heart and that memory and takes you back there again and it doesn’t matter how many years will pass, you know that even if you’re eighty, when you hear that song, you will go back….

“Be the change you want to see”
@TreadmillTreats