To Dream The Impossible Dream

As I was belatedly catching up on reading all my favorite blogs today, I happened upon this fellow Hedgewizard – He was talking about suffering an emotional breakdown after his marriage broke up, and just about the time he thought he’d pulled it all back together, a song came on popular play that seemed to sum up his feelings and attach itself to that time in his life. Even today, he dares not let that song play on the car radio for fear of weeping. I’m not familiar with British music, but the link he provides is a haunting ballad by Kate Bush. I’d suggest closing your eyes for the video part, since it does not even closely match the music, and is in fact, jarring. But the gaelic words and music pluck a melancholy note and it is easy to see how this song might tie itself to a heartbreaking time.

Unfortunately for me, I experienced my first love and heartbreak, not in the heather scented heaths of Scotland, but in the 70’s in Southern California, where the hills were alive with the sound of Bee Gees and Jim Croce and the Eagles. The best I can come up with is this one from Lobo that sums up the candy-pop era of my mostly imagined and tragically brief love affair with a James Dean-esque motorcycle jock. At least the song that tugs on my heart strings isn’t a Barry Manilow song like Downtown Dad….

But, back to Hedgewizard. His challenge to the blogosphere in general, is this: Losing a love is like creating a window in your heart. When that window opens, so do the tear floodgates many times, just with the first notes of a particular song that touches you. I’m guessing that Hedgewizard and I are not the only ones to have such a “window in the heart” and we’d very much like to hear about the songs that open your windows. If you like the idea, then please take it as a meme and post the button below into a blog entry of your own along with a story, or at least a mention of that one song that always makes you cry.


OK, if that’s too deep for you – try this impossible quiz – it is to say the least quite impossible!

7 thoughts on “To Dream The Impossible Dream

  1. Wow…what a tragic scenario. It is never easy suffering a loss. I've heard divorce is often harder to endure than mourning over a death….The song for me is definitely Norah Jones' "Don't Know Why"…I cry every time….

  2. I've already admitted this once this week, but the theme from Ice Castles (Through the Eyes of Love) takes me back to my first crush. I know, I know…it's cheesie, but please don't judge me.Also Take it to the Limit still makes my heart swell. I often sing it in the shower.

  3. Yea, but when he opens a window, doesn't he also close the door? (aka "move on") And we both know that Barry is now dabomb and Lobo's door is thankfully shut. And so is Wayne's hahahahahaha!Love, your bff

  4. Kimisue – I HAVE moved on. I only keep his picture NEAR my bed, instead of under my pillow every night. And I'm not sure what you mean, Barry – if you mean Manilow is NOT dabomb, Barry if you mean Gibb is Jesus! Lobo still rocks you old fogey, and quit mentioning Wayne. As soon as I figure out how to post that horrendous video with a black bar over his eyes, I will. And we will laugh and laugh, and then he will come to my house and kill me.Love, your better BFF

  5. I like how Kimi Sue thinks.I have a dear friend going through this as we speak. My hope is, although I recognize I can't spare her pain, is that I can somehow help her get through.I'm bad at name that tune, but there is an old REO Speedwagon song that always reminds me about my first crush, "I can't fight this feeling any longer". Not sure that's the name, but I think you know it.

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