Throwback Thursday

Last night at choir practice we were learning a new piece with a pretty low alto part. I was singing along, when suddenly I heard my mother's voice come out of my mouth. She didn't sing often - she had no confidence in her singing ability - but when she did sing, her voice was low and mellow. Made me smile. Made me miss her all over again. 


Que sera sera Momcat, que sera sera...


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  1. You haven't changed a bit Dana, over all these years! How'd you do that?!

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  2. Same here. Amazing how often little things like that bring back such warm memories. Love the cute little curious can't-sit-still Dana.

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  3. Like mother like daughter, I guess. :)

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  4. Love the pictures!

    I'm amazed that you realized that about your mother's voice. What a nice, warm feeling! I don't think I'd recognize my OWN voice.

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  5. How great that you have such terrific photo memories of your mom.

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  6. The photos are great. And, you've brought back the memory of "my" lullaby -- "Sweet and Low." It's the one time I remember my mother singing, and she had a beautiful voice.

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  7. Those echos from our past can be quite happily unsettling. I hope that makes some sense, having my first cup of coffee right now and the reboot process is in progress.

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  8. My sister was nine years older than me, and she died about eight years ago. We looked a lot alike. Now that I'm getting closer to her age, sometimes I catch my reflection in a mirror or window and remind myself of her. How nice that you have your mother's voice. Your pictures are adorable.

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  9. I think you should sing to yourself a lot more often now.

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  10. Thanks for all the nice thoughts everyone!

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