Memories Evoked

As one ages, memories are not as easily accessible as they used to be-or so it seems.  I've recently discovered the musical magic of my iPhone (yes, a wee bit late to the game).  The memories evoked and emotions felt yet again are as varied as the songs I've rediscovered.  The pain of the first young, broken heart, seemingly never to be put together again.  The lover's song of revenge. The Girl Scout song sung round a campfire.  The songs from a high school musical. The tears that fall with the song played at too many funerals far too early.  The freedom of that one pedal-to-the-metal song as you sped down that long-ago highway headed to college.  The soul-soaring ballad of a generation that recalls bell-bottoms and tie-dye spinning in circles at that first concert.  Your child's favorite lullaby.  The car-pool sing-along favorite.  The daddy-daughter song of a not-too-distant wedding.  All of them-healing, hurtful, joyous, sad-work a special kind of therapy that touches the spirit as none other.  Which song will you search for today?