August 16th, 2010

Classic Vinyl

“Are you telling me those albums I sold for practically nothing at a garage sale several years back are now worth something? Dang, I knew I should have hung onto those.” This was a recent conversation I had with a dear friend.

Now I’m remembering everything I let go. Let’s see, I had the Doors. Remember the line from Break on Through? I found an island in your arms, a country in your eyes? Words stuffed like emotional crème puffs.

There was also Journey, and Pink Floyd, The Who, Stones, Eagles, Moody Blues and Led Zeppelin. Yes, I sold them all. I even threw in comedian Steve Martin’s album, Comedy is not Pretty. Someone pried that one out my hands. I shared the laughs. And the weird thing is, Steve still looks almost exactly the same as when I saw him on stage all those years ago…ha!

These days I’m feeling a little like classic Vinyl myself. Can anyone relate? The kids are growing up and out, yet another daughter recently spread her wings and flew on over to California, and one a couple of weeks before that to Missouri. For the first time in twenty-three years, quiet time has erupted in my world like a volcano.

I’ve had five full days to myself, and after initially feeling like crap on a cracker, I decided to soak the tiredness out of my feet after two decades of running. For the past few days, I’ve slept in, and when I wake swing around in my chair, drinking coffee and watching cardinals at the bird feeder. I’ve scrubbed floors and dusted and put the house in order and it hasn’t moved! One day I rented fantastic chick flicks and watched them in mid-afternoon, while eating extravagant Chinese takeout. In the evenings I’ve written and began to understand how one can get lost in silence, the delicious rhythm and rhyme of it. By day three, quiet slipped on me like a new dress.

Now I’m ready for noise again: family, friends, a little dirt, clutter, the messy business of life.

I miss my children like crazy, but knew full well they would grow up one day. I’m excited for their new adventures and excited for mine, too. I’m happy to still have a sweet, colorful bird in the nest for the time being.

Life is a continuous journey of change. We must learn to connect new dots, to reinvent ourselves.

Classics are superb at this!


6 Responses to “Classic Vinyl”

  1. Deanna Schrayer Says:

    Oh, you’ve got the empty nest going on Drain. I’m so sorry for you. And I know it must be especially rough considering how close you are to your girls. But they’ll visit so you can look forward to that. In the meantime, think about those classics, but, more importantly (maybe), of how we felt about our own parents when we first heard those classics. Did we give a thought at all to how they might feel when we left them all alone, without our noise? Probably not.

    Of course I can say all this with ease because I’m still six years removed from your situation. Oh dear – only six years! Let’s not think about it…

    Ah yes, I remember those classic vinyls so well. It was my cousin, four years older than me, who introduced me to the wonerful world of rock and roll, in the mid 70s. She had some of the best music, and I’m sure she now regrets not having those albums, as valuable as they are now.
    One of my favorites, (that I owned – my cousin owned most of them), was REO Speedwagon’s High Infidelity. Oh, how I’d love to have that one back!

    Now pour yourself a glass of wine, put on a record, (or a CD and pretend it’s a record), sit back and relive your own college days.
    Thank you for (as always) a post that fills me with beautiful memories.

  2. Elizabeth Says:

    Ah Draine, I went through a terrible time when Bo left home. I’m glad to read that you are much more upbeat about moving on. You seem to have a good grasp on the upside of the changes. And have even managed to write some lovely poetic musings on the subject. I like that line: quiet slipped on me like a new dress. Amazing how a few words can conjure up feelings and thoughts.We all know how good we feel in a new dress :)

    You’ll still have your ‘missing’ moments, but they get easier.

    I have a small stack of vinyls. I have John Lennon, a beatles movie compliation 45 with paper cover, and a few others like Blondie, David Bowie etc. I’m always saying I’m going to sell them, but never do. :)

    Love and hugs,
    Elizabeth

  3. Paige Says:

    first I’m gonna shake my finger at you {finger shake} times 3 (I like 3) for waiting so long between post!

    Okay, now that I’m over that…you poor dear; the house stays clean, you can rummage naked through it and know that when you go to the freezer for that fudgecicle it WILL be there. Turn the radio on, oh and the TV both at the same time make for great background noise. If you leave your own dirty dishes in the sink it will feel homey, in a good way.

    My friend, I have no doubt that you shall adjust just fine and be able to write way more.

    ps. don’t worry they will be fine, you will be fine and it’ll all be sunny (not hot) in a minute :-)

  4. Dorraine Says:

    Enjoy the time with yours while you can, Deanna. I squeezed as much out of it as I could, and will continue to do so. It goes by so very fast.

    Thanks for your gentle thoughts, but I will be just fine. Thankfully, I have lots of friends and something I love to do. I’ll add a few more adventures to my plate this year and learn a few new tricks. I’ll keep myself well entertained.

    Reo Speedwagon-I saw them in concert years and years ago. Classic for sure. Okay, I’m popping a cork now and pouring myself some wine. I’ll make a toast to my parents, who had to watch all nine of us leave, one by one.

  5. Dorraine Says:

    I know you miss Bo, Ms. E. And I’d really worry about anybody who didn’t miss their kids once they left. It’s okay to feel sad when needed, and then offer up prayers and well wishes on each child’s behalf. Then that aching feeling does begin to fade with each day. We don’t miss them any less, we just make room for new experiences to come into our lives.

    Hang onto to your classics now! Everything comes back around. :-)

  6. Dorraine Says:

    Okay, Paige, I deserve those finger shakes! After finishing that second book, I needed a break before beginning the next. Otherwise the burnout thing comes into play. Even when you really love doing something, to keep it from feeling too much like hard work, you have to make time for friends, movies and the occasional fudgesicle.

    Thanks for the well wishes, and I do appreciate that sunshine without the sizzle that comes with it!

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