I’m having a melancholy day, it’s raining and cloudy with no sign of the sun and I’ve just put the heating on. I’m caught up in melodies from the past from todays Daily Prompt.
Music always takes me to my mum, I’ve been talking to her a lot today, thinking about her and playing her songs in my head. Would you believe I just sung to her ashes, I laughed when I did it because I know she would laugh too. I’m not sure why I have her ashes but I do, it’s comfortable as it is the only physical thing I have left of her. Not that I believe she is in any way connected to her ashes, because she’s not. I have two pots of ashes on my shelf, it’s a back shelf and high up, I don’t have a shrine and it’s not morbid. Anyway mum’s urn wears a large string of pearls, wrapped around a couple of times, mum never went out without a statement necklace. Mum was incredibly fashionable, as a child I used to think fashion designers followed her around with sketch pads, as what she wore one year was in fashion the next. I wear a necklace, handbag or belt of mums most days, as well as fashionable she was a bit of a shopaholic in her time. Bill, my step-father who followed mum a month later wears a ribbon of tartan to match the tartan trousers he wore every day. As you can probably guess, my parents were not ordinary in any way. I think I probably channel their eccentricity as I’m weirder every day
That’s the thing with writing, it takes you places, today because of the melody prompt it took me back to so many memories, music being such a big part of my family and then from there to the feelings memories bring with them, warm, funny, sad and deep.
When I say I’m melancholy I’m not depressed, desolate or gloomy, I’m just with my thoughts and comfortable there. I don’t want to party and my plan for the evening is comfort with a lovely bath, candles and yes, music. I think it’s good to get in touch with your feelings sometimes, it slows us down and reminds us what’s real in this fast paced world we live in.