It's alright to cry...

The biggest change, yes even bigger than not wanting sex, over the past few months has been my need for absolute quiet. No music in the car, no music at home. I don't even like it when the one movie I watch a day with my man is too loud. My mind hurts. Well today that changed a bit. I am seeking out some peaceful music. Not Enya, just music that soothes. This reminded me of a tape I bought years ago called Celtic Lullabies. It is a children's lullaby compilation by a group called Eden's Bridge, although I only learned that while looking them up for this post. I bought it on a whim out of a discount basket in a kids store when I lived in the states. I used to listen to it when I needed to feel loved or soothed. I particularly liked listening to it before I went to bed. Not all the songs hit me, but the ones that did still do to this day. Remembering them made me remember some of my children's records that shaped my childhood. I think in a former blog, I wrote a post about Free to Be You and Me by Marlo Thomas and Friends. I revisited this album when I was in high school. One of those things my friends and I would do when we were being nostalgic, like listening to the books that came with a record where you had to turn the page at the sound of the chime. The thing that made that album so special, and why I am still convinced that it was largely responsible for the freaky feminist powerhouse I am today, is because it was written about gender equality and the need to dissolve gender boundaries. Songs about boys who play with dolls and girls who like worms. Songs about parents being people and not aliens, and that they have feelings too. Songs that taught a simple Canadian kid not to limit her experience or emotional expression because of her sex, race or place in society. Not bad for a kid's album.

This song in particular, goes through my head when people say I am an overemotional person. It goes through my head after I tell them to fuck off.

It's alright to cry,
crying gets the mad out of you,
raindrops from your eyes,
it might make you feel better.

It's alright to cry little boy. I know some big boys that cry too

This one I still think of when people say that I am doing a disservice to my child because I am fat.... It also makes me smile considering Micheal Jackson is talking about not wanting to change.