The radio station that I listen to most often is having a nostalgia weekend. They’re playing 80 hours of 80’s hits. We won’t go into how disturbing it is to think of 80’s music as nostalgia. I was already in a nostagic mood since my Dad is turning 80 this year, my oldest grandson is turning 18 (gulp!), Hubby is turning 55, and Hubby and I are going to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary this year. The flashback weekend didn’t help that mood much. Some of the music I heard is stuff that I hadn’t heard in years. Oh and the memories that came flooding back to me.
The music was the soundtrack to my life. It was the background music while I was juggling work, being a newlywed, and college. Jr. and Princess were teenagers in the 80’s and they were as hooked on MTV as I was . . . even if their taste in music wasn’t exactly the same as mine. I do give them credit for exposing me to music I wouldn’t have listened to otherwise.
I’m amazed at how fast the time has passed. Princess is going to be 35 this year. Baby Brother will turn 40. There are days when I still feel like a 20 year old newlywed. Where did the time go? When did I become a grown-up? I’m an old fogie that drives a station wagon for heaven’s sake.
Maybe it’s normal to be nostalgic this time of year. To look back on the past and dream of the future. I sure have done a lot of that the last few days. And it came with one heck of a soundtrack.