There’s an old song that goes “Your mama don’t dance and your daddy don’t rock and roll.”  Whenever I hear that song, I always think to myself but my mama does dance and my daddy does rock and roll. I’m very proud of that fact.  I was very blessed to grow up in a house full of not only love but rock and roll.  There were several mornings we woke up to some classic songs from Journey, Huey Lewis and the News, and even Michael Jackson’s “Man in the Mirror” to name just a few.

I have mentioned before that I was diagnosed at a very young age with having “shy bones”. One the home remedies was my mother turning on the record player and showing me how to dance. Even being in the comfort of my home, I was too shy to dance.  Eventually, as I grew out of my shyness disorder, I begin to appreciate my mother’s dancing to the record player and my dad cranking up his guitar to jam. This became our family thing.

When it is time for vacation (even in my youth), we load up at least a guitar, amp, and microphone. I can’t sing and I never learned to play the guitar but the love of music runs deep within me.  Also, not to brag, I’m pretty good at “Name that Tune” but only if it involves music from the 60’s and 70’s.

The soundtrack of my life is continued to be written. When William Michael was born, and I was on maternity leave, he and I danced around the den in our first home quite a a bit to oldies including, “Higher and Higher” by Jackie Wilson. I try to dance with him now and he just laughs at me and I know he thinks I’m crazy (maybe one day he will appreciate it and dance with his children).

I like to sometimes to play certain songs to journey back to certain points in my life – good and bad. It helps me appreciate where I am now. I have to admit, though, my taste in music hasn’t much changed since my youth. If you were to ride with me in my vehicle, you’d notice my favorite XM stations are Classic Vinyl, Classic Rewind, Tom Petty Radio, and 60’s on 6. I do have Lithium and 90’s on 9 but it’s my first set of presets I love the most.

I think what I have learned from the fact that my mama does dance and my daddy does rock and roll is to be comfortable with who you are. So for now, I think I’ll go skip the light fandango and turn cartwheels across the floor.