The Power of Music, Photographs, and Memories

My posts have been simplistic lately and for that I apologize.  I want this blog to be different.  I want you to really think about each entry; For them to be thought provoking and interesting.  Something best at being though provoking... is music.

I am positive you know those songs.  They are the songs that you have not heard in years, but when you do hear them, they just fill you with happiness.  Perhaps they are not even good songs, but you still can not be overjoyed when you hear them.  They take you back to a simpler time, or a time full of happiness and peace.
I honestly love "throwback" songs, considering they are never played on the radio anymore.  It is just nice to know that some things really never change at all.  Some songs I find to strike a chord are:

I don't know about you, but these songs just make me happy for some unexplainable reason.  Whenever I listen to them, I feel like a child again.  It's so comforting.  I love older songs, too, from The Beatles, Elvis, and other artists like that.  I can just remember hearing these songs at specific moments from my younger days.

Even though I'm not old now, I find photographs have this same affect.  They are snapshots of moments frozen in time.  That may sound cheesy, but it's just the truth.  They will never change.  Sure, a polaroid fades, but it is still the same picture with the same people and full of the same emotions.  That's one thing I love about pictures:  emotions are clear.  It's beautiful really, to have a device that captures timeless moments.

I love photography.  Of nature, animals, people, places, whatever.  But I think capturing someone's expression is really art.  It's such a simple thing, but if shot at the right moment, it can freeze something breathtaking, hilarious, or haunting.

This is why memories are genuinely priceless.  I understand, there are some we rather forget, but whether we like it or not they are what make us.  The past is what has shaped us, and without the past we would not be alive.  I also don't think living in the past is healthy, but recalling joyous memories from a certain celebration or vacation has never caused harmed.  Sometimes remember my trips to the Disney parks, or fun days spent with family just makes me feel happy.  The thought "it's beautiful how happy I was then.  Why not be just as happy now?" often rolls through my mind when recollecting old memories.

So why not just be happy?  We've only got this one life, and though you may beg to differ (your opinion is in fact valid) this is life right now.  I think memories are grand, as are older songs and pictures.  Let us simply cherish them and appreciate their value.  They will never change.  We will just grow older.