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As long as you love me

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No, no marital problems, or relationship problems, just thinking back to the song that played rather frequently the year I turned 21.  

This one is a song by a band that if they are still around, should probably look at changing their name, the Backstreet Boys.  You can no longer be boys, I am 34, I listened to this aged 21, you do the math. 

My 21st birthday party was amazing, so amazing in fact that I did a modern dance routine to the soothing sounds of the bsb's.  To this day I have a gammy knee, lets just say that wine was involved, yet everytime this song plays on the radio, I get carried away and a tad nostalgic. 

I have told the story of Luka's birth here, and mentioned the fact that a horrible song, "Ek sal poetry skryf oor jou mond en jou lyf" was playing as the poor lamb arrived in this world, yet, I will never forget this as long as I live.  The year Liam was born, Neo's "Closer" was playing on the radio, that and "I kissed a girl and I liked it".  Don't know who is worse off, Liam or Luka...


Music on my wedding DVD (remember we eloped, so no first dance for the two of us) is "You say it best, when you say nothing at all" - according to my husband, this is not likely as I simply never shut up. 


So powerful emotional stuff, music, we should probably listen to this more often, make memories, because you never forget.  As long as you love me. 

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