This certain song reminds me of moments. These moments that are very sacred to me. They are simple things really, just small pieces of my nostalgia. But I really have to think back to them. Nostalgia in itself is very important for people the majority of the time. Remembering when we were little kids, innocent to the world and all it's troubles, and maybe something bad, really bad was going on, but we weren't capable of understanding so we lived happier. I miss that part, not understanding.
Anyways, this one moment I think about is when I was young and happy.. I used to go to church everyday with my mother and grandmother, and sister. I don't really remember my brother being there but he might have been. This was before we stopped going to church. Not to get super religious but I am religious. I liked going to church, I never understood it really..I always fell asleep during the sermons but I liked the aftermath of the church. I would go into town.. our small little town that had one grocery store and a couple of gas stations. We live in a tourist town, which I never understood that until sometime a little while ago. I would go into this grocery store and get this chicken in a box. It came with potato wedges and this really good barbecue sauce that was a little spicy. I would go into my mothers room and eat the chicken and watch SpongeBob. There was just something so relieving about sitting through something so boring and lightly scary ,because I would constantly think about how I was sinning, and then be rewarded with food and SpongeBob. A little comedic actually.
Another moment is when I was younger again. It was summer of 09, I'm guessing, and I was in my bathing suit. A population of 1000 people. Somewhere south but not anywhere near the ocean. I used to be very envious of the kids with swimming pools.. the type that were probably 10 bucks at your nearest Walmart. I didn't even want a big underground swimming pool, although I started wanting that later in life. I just wanted water..I loved the water. My mom sat in her lawn chair out in the backyard. I loved playing in the backyard because I could be barefoot and no stickers would poke me. She grabbed the long green garden hose and sprayed out into the air and let the cold refreshing water hit us..me and my sister. All you would be able to hear is our laughs and the sounds of the birds..an hour would pass, the water would be turned off and my mom would be back in the house..the sun would be going down and you could start to hear the birds die down and the cicadas sing.
I love showing people this song and I love the popularity of it. It is extremely nostalgic which is something very hard to make especially considering it wasn't a song that was made in that time period.One friend had told me that it reminds them of the old times...the times of young.
