October 18, 2011

Healing Power of Music, another example

Afternoon is the hardest time of day for me. I've heard other moms say the same thing. I had one of those extra hard afternoons yesterday. There was no particular reason, just the usual tired and hungry symptoms, and little things just kept adding up--we were running late, the kids couldn't find their shoes, there was a bad smell, etc. After the kids were packed into the van, and we were finally on the way to our destination, we kept getting stuck behind drivers who wouldn't turn, or who wouldn't go the speed limit. I was still edgy, and my mood threatened to ruin our outing.

Classical music was playing on the radio, and Jeff, who often complains that I don't listen to "cool" music like his dad does, heard something he recognized in the music, and wanted to know what it was. Everyone in the car focused on the music, trying to guess what it was. I knew that I had played it before--I had vague memories of a conductor castigating the first violin section in these very passages.

It didn't take too long for me to identify it as Beethoven's First Symphony, but what made the moment magical was that even after we'd figured out what it was, where we'd heard it before, etc., we all kept listening. And while we enjoyed the playful rhythms of the scherzo, and the lively last movement, I felt the tension evaporate, and we went on to have the most enjoyable evening together.

Thanks, Beethoven!

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