I am an old soul. I love listening to old music, those ballads of long ago that stirs the love in my heart. I got this from my mom who oriented us with mellow music.

My mom loved those 50s music, those that feels like you are being swayed while lying on a hammock. I remember my dad always teasing her about listening to those oldies music, especially on Sundays. Mathis, Armstrong, I forgot the other singers…

One of her all time favorites was What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong. I could still see her smile whenever she heard that song. I was listening a few minutes ago to Fools Rush In, another favorite of her.

These old songs also bring a smile to my tired soul. You never do appreciate the things to have and learned until the person who helped you learn that something is already gone. Thanks, Mom!