I like music to mark a special moment in my life. That way when I hear the song again I can recall the memory, whether it be good or bad. When my son was born I had my music in the backround. Loud enough that when I was told to “relax” and breath during labor I could focus on the songs. Well when my son finally “popped” I realized that this song was on. When everyone else realized it was we all stopped, even the nurses stopped to listen. For the first time in hours we were able to laugh. And it has been crazy. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.