Yesterday we enjoyed a BBQ at my parents house which then turned into a dance party. We then started to remanence about songs from our childhood. We grew up in a Italian Houehold. My father always snuck in after work and would sneak up behind my mom and dance with her while she cooked listening to her favorite Italian songs. Then we would say how silly they were but when you now hear those songs it takes you to a place of love. Where mom was always cooking fresh, homemade, Italian meals. Where Dad, after a long day of work, had a twinkle in his eye as he saw my mom.
There was a couple songs that made us cry. Some stories that brought back some memories we tried not to keep upfront but most of all my children got to listen and dance to some songs of my childhood. Songs that left an impression on my life. Just like the one above
