The Sound of Music
the vault of my memories...
This evening I watched the Oprah special on the Sound of Music.
It was so lovely to step back into my childhood
to a world that was as much my own as the one I was born into.
The entire family were there (well the cast)
and they spoke of their experience
and sang songs
and I sang too.
And then the strangest thing happened.
During a rendition of Edelweiss, instead of singing along
I started to cry.
I don't mean I got weepy.
I mean I actually sobbed my heart out.
In fact, my eyes are still stinging as I write this.
I couldn't figure out what was wrong.
And then it dawned on me.
My fondest memories from my childhood are singing with my sister.
Neither of us sang particularly well but we sang our hearts out anyway.
Our main score was that of the sound of music.
Everything about the film reminds me of Marguerite.
How much she loved Gretl.
The way she used to imitate the Captain.
And I realised that it was the first time that I saw the film since she died.
And that made me cry more.
I'm not sad, I'm grateful.
Thank you "Sound of Music" for your memories.
For memories that I had forgotten.