Musing

Day 1- 06/09/2016

"Memories and Legacies"

Being part of a music group has a much different feeling from being in a class or a club or your family. You see, in your class or club, you have friends, and in your family, you have your family. You have the people you are biologically related to and the first people you know. I always thought being part of a music group was like being in a club or a section. I thought that the people you are with will only be so much as friends, but I was wrong. The people in my orchestra and my in ensemble are both my family and my friends. We connect in interests and passions like friends, and we connect through care and love like family. Every time I see my group, I am greeted like family with hugs and I treated like family from help in school to giving advice to supporting me in all that I do. They have attended recitals of mine-and not necessarily in school. They are my brothers, my sisters, my moms and my dads.

    I used to associate where I lived with my home. I thought that my address is what I consider home. Then, I thought home meant family. After that, I thought home meant friends. But I realised that home is where you have both, family and friends; home is where you consider the people there as both, your family and your friends. For some people, it is your family that you consider home. For others, it's their club or their barkada, a word meaning a group of friends. But, for me, it's the strings. However, my ensemble is composed of musicians from different ages, and at some point people leave; they move on whether because they want to or they have to. I think that's the reason why family is separated from friend because one of them is a back-up. Your sister moves out, and you have a friend to fill in just a little bit. Your friend moves to a different school and you have your sister to talk to and rant to. Family is separated from friends because if you have both in the same people, you have no back-up; no one to fill in even if it's just to fill in that void a little bit.

    To have that change happen to you in which the person/s you consider friend/s and family leave or move on leaving you behind just a few steps is painful. You can't change it, and, once it happens, there's no going back. All you can do is hope they have the best life, that they make the right choices, and that they don't forget you, and in the end, when you leave too, the only thing you leave behind are memories and legacies.