~Passionately Impulsive~

Growing up was not always easy for me, and I cannot remember a lot about my childhood like my friends, and my husband can. I can remember feeling sad, mad, and rage a lot, and I can remember all the negative things my mom would say to me or about me. I have a few good memories of my dad and me fishing or hunting or working on cars. Most of my memories come from stories I have heard being told about me from other members of the family over and over again. However I love music and always have ever since I was old enough to walk I have been listening to and dancing to music. I grew up on music, many people in my family play instruments and sing. I recently have decided to find the old songs of music that I grew up listening to and something amazing happen to me. As I sat there listening to old songs, and even 30 years later I still know all the words to all them good ole songs I was raised on. But as I sat there singing these songs I had the most amazing thing happen to me, I started to have all these different memories. Memories that where mine, and not stories I heard. They were real and they were mine. Some were bad but most were good. I was remembering things that I had long forgot, like the first time I ever danced with my dad. That was a big tear jerker of a memory for me because I was and always will be a “Daddy’s Girl”. So once this miracle happened to me I began to research my theory of music triggering lost memories. I found many studies showing that matching our intuitions about music; researchers have found that music is an important influence on our memories. We associate songs with emotions, people, and places we've experienced in the past. So now every time I hear and old song from my past it usually triggers my lost memories that I now get to share with my friends and family. It is a very exciting journey for me where I get to relive some precious forgotten memories of my childhood.