Music to my ears

Songs of all kinds end up speaking to me in a lot of different ways. Some songs I hear just make me want to dance, especially if I'm at a wedding. Others make me cry because of sentimental reasons. "California girls" by Katy Perry makes me think of randomly spending an evening in Chicago with Renee. The "Untitled hymn" often brings me to tears and also remember it being sung at my sister's wedding. "The Middle" by Bleed American brings me all the way back to my first discman and cd bought by my bro Tim when I was 13.

Lady Gaga's new single "Born this way" resonates with me in a special way because she sings about accepting what we were born with and bringing it to the table as a good thing. It's my new theme song in so many ways.



Most of you know that I love to joke about being in a wheelchair especially around people who don't knew me. One the latest additions is "being head over wheels in love."

I need reminders like this (and it's coming from a pop star) that we have to accept what we have/are born with as reality. Some days I want to kick my wheelchair because I hate using it. Sometimes I want to just walk to the bathroom. Sometimes I wish I could go into an interview without my wheels. These are frustrations that I don't like to verbalize, yet I'm putting out there on my blog?

Well, let's not forget the words of Lady Gaga:

Don't be drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause baby, you were born this way