My sister and I went to a Jann Arden concert the other night and were blown away. I'm not a huge fan of her music but don't hate it and I knew my sister had seen her once before and said she was fantastic. So I got us both tickets a long time ago and we finally got to see her. She was amazing! I would say she was at least 50% better live than listening to her recorded music. Some people are just better in concert.
She also told her life stories and boy has she had a difficult time of things. But her main message was that good things can come out of bad things. In her case she grew up with an alcoholic dad and turned to music while her brother turned to drugs and alcohol. She is such a wonderful story teller and had us both in tears. Her brother went to jail for murder on the day she got her first record contract. She had so many other heart wrenching stories and has even written a book about taking care of her mother who is suffering from Alzheimer's disease.
Today I was telling the daughter some of the stories that Jann had told about her life and I burst into tears. Now I'm not a cryer and my kids rarely have seen me cry. I'm not sure why I was crying but the tears just welled up and rolled on down my face. I didn't even really feel sad I just felt like crying. And right now I feel it welling up behind my eyes again. I'm not even sure what it's all about. Maybe I'm just in need of a good old cry?
I've found that the older I get and the more I experience the more I can sympathize with people going through tough times. I've gone through my own tough times and know what if feels like and how tough it is and it make me feel strongly for them which overwhelms me. It's not really a bad thing just not something I'm used to feeling. Maybe great music just makes you feel so much that your tears fall in time with the rhythm of the music. Either way I'm just going to honor my tears and let them fall as they may.
She also told her life stories and boy has she had a difficult time of things. But her main message was that good things can come out of bad things. In her case she grew up with an alcoholic dad and turned to music while her brother turned to drugs and alcohol. She is such a wonderful story teller and had us both in tears. Her brother went to jail for murder on the day she got her first record contract. She had so many other heart wrenching stories and has even written a book about taking care of her mother who is suffering from Alzheimer's disease.
Today I was telling the daughter some of the stories that Jann had told about her life and I burst into tears. Now I'm not a cryer and my kids rarely have seen me cry. I'm not sure why I was crying but the tears just welled up and rolled on down my face. I didn't even really feel sad I just felt like crying. And right now I feel it welling up behind my eyes again. I'm not even sure what it's all about. Maybe I'm just in need of a good old cry?
I've found that the older I get and the more I experience the more I can sympathize with people going through tough times. I've gone through my own tough times and know what if feels like and how tough it is and it make me feel strongly for them which overwhelms me. It's not really a bad thing just not something I'm used to feeling. Maybe great music just makes you feel so much that your tears fall in time with the rhythm of the music. Either way I'm just going to honor my tears and let them fall as they may.
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