When I was preggers, I listened to the same music over and over and over. I embeded certain songs in my soul to get me through the days when I would wake up and question if the Bio would ever realize how huge a mistake he had made.
Music literally saved our lives…
Last night there was a screening of the Pearl Jam documentary PJ20 and when this song played, I remembered the listening to Vitalogy over and over again in my truck and the tears late at night while I prayed to Jeebus to help me be strong.
Not for the love lost but for what I found in those months of desperation…
I found something better than a man who couldn’t love me the way I deserved; I found myself in a family with the most amazing little person who has taught me everything I have learned and continues to do so.
If you haven’t seen the documentary, you should. If you haven’t listened to Pearl Jam in a while you should.
Music heals. I know this.
