“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.” – Kevin Arnold, The Wonder Years
Yesterday was the Cubs Opening Day at Wrigley Field. When I left for work at 8:30 my street was already full of fans in red, white and blue, drinking beer. The radio stations were all about baseball! Every station I switched to was talking about it, analyzing it, celebrating it and playing songs about it. As I turned onto my street, “Centerfield” (Put Me In, Coach) came on. I immediately turned up the volume and started dancing around in my seat, so excited to hear a song I hadn’t heard in YEARS, when it hit me… I went back to the early 90s, sitting at Fulton County Stadium with my dad, chopping with a foam tomahawk, screaming at the top of my lungs while the two of us shared a bag of peanuts, and I LOST it!
I’m so glad I was by my office because I had to park my car. It’s crazy to me how songs, smells, tastes, even names can bring a memory to life right before your eyes. As hard as it was to be in that place in my mind, and to feel what I was feeling, I am SO grateful for memories. They held on to the person I loved, who I was, and the things I never want to lose. If it weren’t for memories like these, I wouldn’t be able to relive all the amazing times I had with my dad. Going to Braves games and throwing a baseball in my front yard with him are some of my favorite memories. So I guess I’m grateful to the Chicago Cubs for setting up the platform for the radio stations yesterday, it’s not every day you hear “Centerfield.” I’m going to the game on Tuesday and can hardly wait to have some peanuts for my dad. Instead of sprite I’ll be enjoying a beer though haha It ain’t the 90s no mo’ Pops!
If you haven’t heard it in awhile, you should, especially my fellow Atlanta Braves’ fans. Makes my heart smile! 🙂 I have linked it below.