Waiting on the Inhale

I always dig for a meaning. Dig. Dig. Dig. Maybe one day I'll make it to China.

Until recently, I haven't been sure about my direction here and I've just now resigned to take no direction and just write the posts that want to be written. 

If someone told you to document your life through a soundtrack. Where would you go? Based on that exact second, it could be anywhere. Maybe China, if you dig deep enough.

Here's your task break: Pick out eight huge life events and put them to music. Did your first marriage make it? The day your childhood dog died? High school graduation? On a sprectrum of personality, what do you define as THE best of day of your life? I swear, the next time you're in your car driving, you will evaluate every song you hear to see if it matches your rendition of holding your son for the first time.

Because nothing is ever as beautiful as it was in our head.

I like to hope this song will age with me. It would nestle into one of my life milestones well. I love me some Pearl Jam. Eddie Vedder has always touched a nerve with me. There's a guy who has had some Life and Knows and I have respect.

The song is called Just Breathe and I first got the CD only two days after I found out mom had breast cancer.
That's right. And I sucked it up and toughed it out. Because that's how I do.

For the first few weeks I didn't even tell anyone. Who wants to hear about your problems when there are plenty going around for everyone else? Me and my pride would just go nurse our own wounds, searching through internet archieves of medical databases and plot and plan the statistics out.  Thank you, very much!

It seems like you have to feel the music the first few times of hearing something before you can really listen to the words. Because driving home alone one night, and this song came on and I really heard the lyrics.
 "As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, oh oh."
"Did I say that I need you? No? Well did I say that I want you? Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see, no one knows this more than me."  Did they know?
And there's so many more. "Stay with me, let's just breathe."  

Stay with me.

It was like the thoughts in my head were echoing around outside. I cried like I was drowning. Came up gulping hard-choked gasps only to go back under again.  He just sat and sang and let me finish in my own time. I'd save myself.
Just breathe, he told me.
Just breathe.
Breathe.

I whimpered in my car for a while before I could actually walk inside again, tough-faced and masked for the world to see, but the Eddie knew and the moments of realization I had to this song are rather pivotal. It all came out in my car, and no one saw because that's how I am. That's what this song was for, for me though. It's purpose.

Really makes me listen differently when I have the radio on. Where did someone else dig to when they heard this song?