Music. Music is a big part of my life. Why? Well, ever since I was little I would run around the house just singing my heart out. This was my way of de-stressing or simply just having fun. Music was and still is always there for me when I need my spirit lifted up a little. My mom has always told me about how if I was having a hard day, I would go in my room and just start belting at the top of my lungs to my heart's content. Literally. What's funny is that things have not changed for me. Music is my escape from reality. It heals my soul, makes me happy, and always helps me express my feelings. Which brings me to my next point. It has been proven that listening to music or singing can help reduce stress, release dopamine, and also can make your brain stronger.
Music is such a healer and can change how a person views life. I personally do not know what I would do without music. I don't think I could live without it. Singing is apart of who I am and it always has been. It helps me express my feelings, inspire others, and also learn the technique that goes into it. There is a quote I stumbled upon one day that was said by Kristin Chenoweth and I fell in love with it .It says: " We sing because we can't speak anymore". This is incredibly true because sometimes it is easier to sing about something then to just talk about it. You can find a story in every song and I guarantee that the person who is singing it has a reason why they are. As a singer myself, whenever I get a piece of music the first thing I do is read the lyrics, figure out what the story is, and try to see how I can personally relate to that story so that I can connect with the audience. Yes I know I am a music nerd, but I love it because it makes me who I am. I find joy in music and I don’t think that will ever stop for me.
Let me tell you a little story about someone who turned to music when they needed hope. When I was in California this past Christmas, my parents and I drove up to San Diego to take my dad’s best friend’s wife to her son’s house. Her name is Phyllis. My dad’s best friend passed away a while ago. Anyway, while we were at a gas station for a break, she turned to me in the car and asked me about why I love music. I told her and she said that when Wendell passed away she was just lost. She stumbled across music and she told me that she just began to cry. But it was a good cry. She said she really needed to just get her emotions out and that music helped the healing process of her grieving heart. This is why I love music everyone. It heals, it comforts, and it is always there.
