I love my iPod. The hundreds of songs are my constant companion on the road trips I love to take by myself (I don't care what people say - I love driving miles upon miles alone with only me, my tunes, and the open road). I don't mean to sound materialistic when I say I love my iPod. It simply represents more to me than the device itself.
The Country, The Pop, The Rock (Day 15)
I'd be lying if I say I love all kinds of music, but I will listen to pretty much anything. Music runs in my blood - both of my grandmothers are organists, I have an aunt who is an organist, I have music teacher cousins, my dad was in musicals in school, my parents were in marching band together... you get the idea. I was in choir and I played three instruments growing up: piano, violin, and flute. I picked up guitar in college. I share this for one reason: to imagine a life without music is unfathomable to me.
Having an iPod reminds me of how much I love music. I am grateful for the country, the pop, and the rock. The country music taught me to value my time with the "fiddle" (aka my violin) and country was one of my earlier exposures to genres of music.
I am grateful for all the other types of music out there, especially anything instrumental. My friends could tell you that I gravitate towards music with strong piano parts (Five for Fighting, anyone?). I still listen to classical music - anything Mozart, Beethoven, Bach, etc.
Finally, I am grateful for the device that houses all of my music: my lovely iPod. I don't know what I'd do without it. It was an investment to be sure, but well worth it.
Cherish the items that hold significance beyond the surface level.
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