I have so many fond memories from my childhood, memories that make me smile all these years later and instantly transform me back to days long gone. Some of my favorite memories involve music in one form or another, and it’s no wonder that certain melodies can elicit such emotional responses in me still.
When I was little I had an obsession with jewelry, so one year for Christmas I told my mom it was all I wanted and proceeded to beg her for months for rings, bracelets, necklaces, the whole nine yards. On Christmas morning I woke up and began unwrapping my gifts holding my breathe until each gift was unwrapped praying that Santa had brought me jewelry. I must have unwrapped 10 presents before I came to one that looked interesting so I began unwrapping secretly wishing that it contained rings and bracelets. I remember seeing a tiny music box and remember being so disappointed, “Well aren’t ya gonna open it up?” my mom said. Not wanting her to see my disappointment I slowly opened the box and that’s when I heard the melody and saw the little ballerina on Pointe gracefully spinning to the music—I was instantly mesmerized. The music box contained any number of rings, necklaces, bracelets, and earrings, but I didn’t care about those things anymore, all that mattered was the music box.
For years after that all I wanted was another music box. And for years afterward Santa always brought me one, my mother jokingly called them my Christmas Music Boxes. Stored away amidst the rest of my childhood memories are my music boxes and some of my favorite memories!