May 21, 2007
Music memories
When we were in Ukraine in the cold winter months of 2005, and John would be working on his laptop in our small efficiency apartment in Kyiv, sometimes I would just sit on the brown couch with my head back, eyes closed, and listen to music in my headphones. Over and over, I listened to a band with three young men from England called Keane. Their melancholy music and lyrics are wise beyond their years; they seemed to hit the mood that I was in.
I did this during our endless hours of down time--between trips to the notary, ventures out in the cold to find food, and daily treks to the orphanage to visit a 2-year-old little girl who seemed baffled by our interest in her.
Music makes memories, and you have it forever. So these are the songs that are in my heart and my head that remind me of our wonderful and often difficult journey to find Tara Vika.
On Saturday night, Keane was in our town for a concert. John and I went to this old, beautiful theatre to see them. He probably wondered why I pushed my way to get closer to the stage, but the music brought back the whole experience for me--two years later, but it felt like yesterday.
Some day I will give the Keane CDs to Tara and she will probably think I'm just a silly, sentimental Mom. But that's ok, I will always remember those early days.
Some lyrics from two of my favorite Keane songs:
"Somewhere Only We Know"
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
Listen to Somewhere Only We Know
"Everybody's Changing"
You say you wander your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can
You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
And I don't know why
Watch video of Everybody's Changing (click on Watch it Now)
Posted by Laura at May 21, 2007 12:07 PMPosted to Tara's Story
I love these songs for exactly the same reason. I just haven't experianced the awesome moments that will trigger the memories yet.
Posted by: nicole at May 21, 2007 02:08 PMIt sounds like the perfect soundtrack for a Ukrainian adoption. Thanks for sharing that. I'm glad you were able to make it to the concert!
Tara will probably treasure your CDs as they can transport her to the time when her mommy and daddy came to take her home.
That's sweet! Music really does recall times in your life, just like scents or perfumes...
Posted by: sally at May 23, 2007 10:57 AMNice music. Stays with you.
Posted by: karen wiz at May 23, 2007 11:15 AMAwesome!! Music indeed is a form of art that reaches into a man's heart and into his very soul. I admire the way you related your life's story and for sure I'll check "Keane" songs, seems a pretty cool artist! Thanks for sharing and keep em coming. Have a nice day! :)
Posted by: at May 29, 2007 10:56 AM