A song from my mother
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Taylspin posted a question about mothers and music. My mother is a huge music fan and introduced me to all kinds of music. She also supported anything I ever wanted to listen to, and never, ever censored my musical tastes. I remember when I was eight years old and wanted to check out the musicals "Hair" and "Jesus Christ Superstar" from the library. My mother was a strict Catholic, but she never had a single qualm about my checking out what were considered, at the time, pretty risque excursions for middle-class Americans. She never censored anything I read, either. For this I am grateful. She made me the open-minded, open-eared person I am today. My mother grew up a fan of the Hit Parade. She loved Frank Sinatra, Frankie Valli, and the Ink Spots. Later she teeny-bopped to Elvis Presley, Buddy Holly and the Big Bopper, and cried when the music died. When Rubber Soul was released in December 1965, she was pregnant with a boy's child who had just gotten out of the Marines. In a few months she would get married in secret. As she dreamed of her new life and what I might look like, she would sing this song to me in the womb. I was one of thousands of Michelles born that next year. But I'm still moved to tears by this song, because every time Paul sings it, I can hear my mother's voice:Even though this is a love song about a boy and a girl, to me it's always about my mother's love for me. My mother and I are estranged, so Mother's Day is a hard day for me and I can't feel warm and fuzzy. I can feel - torn-up. But I can remember simpler times, too. I can remember the beginning, when it was just me, and her. I love you, I love you, I love you.That's all I want to say.
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