The best gift is the memory.

2 min read · 05 Jan 2018 · 34

Don't ask me why this song suddenly popped into me. Maybe it's just so I'm brushing and I link this song to polishing. I must have been about 8 years - I think - when I sang this with my mother while she was brushing. I have the image that she was cleaning the bath and singing along out of full breast while her whole body flinched through the brushing. I found that so fascinating! And I sang it out of my chest.

"The solls of the Kaiser meiner Seele sein, du, du, du, du“I thought this sounded so beautiful. I don't know what she meant by “den Purpur” by the way. Later, I looked it up. Not really a feminist song actually, but apparently there was some kind of romance in me because I thought it was magical. Fear I'd lost that by 10, but still... someday.