First Day of Fall
Ebony’s Playlist: What’s on Repeat, Ep. 5
Music is Life. Here are the latest songs keeping me alive. They can be found in my Spotify profile, elsims27, on Ebony’s Playlist. I hope you like them.
Purple – Goapele
I realize music usually finds me, I rarely look for it. Unless I am doing a road trip. Then I like to load my playlist up with a mix of known and unknown music. I feel like when I am just focused on driving, I have the ability to truly listen to new music. I pick what I like and add it to my playlist. So no wonder I didn’t find this song until recently. This album came out in 2023. I am a sucker for a good love song, and with instruments. This song is giving Prince vibes with the title and the guitar that is being played beautifully throughout. I have been rocking with Goapele since Closer and she is still making me happy with her music.
Favorite – A$H
Unfortunately, she doesn’t have a video for this song. I heard it on a YouTube Short. I am pretty sure she is talking about a love interest, but I always think about my nephew when I hear this song. My nephew, Brandon bka Onion, is my favorite person. A$H says, “You’re my favorite person, and I’m always thinking of you.” I am always thinking about Onion. I randomly pray for him throughout the day. I am always wanting the best for him. Wanting to push him, but also wanting him to find his own way. I don’t know how you parents do it. I’m not the mom, and I be equally concerned. I just think so highly of him. That is my dude. He probably doesn’t even have a clue, just like the guy in this song she is singing about 😆.
Song in My Head – Jesse Gold
This song was a Spotify recommendation, and they did good with this one. When I worked at Ford, I worked with this lady who was probably in her 40s. You know when you are young, you think any age more than 5 years old than you is old. I have no clue how old she really was, but her hair was gray. She was speaking about people asking why she never married. What she said has stuck with me for over 20 years. She said, “I never got married because I didn’t find anyone to make my life better than what it is.” Not verbatim, but you get the message. In this song, Jesse said he doesn’t recognize himself anymore, got his shoes lined up all pretty at the door. He found the person that made him and his life better. At least someone did. Me and the gray-haired lady are still waiting 😆. Well, maybe she found someone too. I hope so.
HERicane – Lucky Daye
I really like this artist and his music. This song is from his newest album, Algorithm. I actually haven’t listened to this whole record, but I came across this song and loved it. He has many good songs from his other works. Lucky Daye has an album called, Table for Two, where each song is a collaboration with a different female artists. He won a Grammy for the album. Lucky Daye was on season 4 of American Idol, but was eliminated after making the top 20. It’s alright, he made it anyway and on his terms.
I am running low on new music, so I need to actually start looking. When, I am not listening to audiobooks, I have been going back in the archives and listening to old songs and albums that I know. I guess it is relaxing to hear familiar music. But there are so many new artists with music being published every day. I’m just being lazy and don’t want to wade through all the content to find the gems.
I think I’ll put myself on a writing schedule to ensure I am consistent with posting. Wednesdays will be a regular posting with words and pictures (if I have any new ones). Saturdays, I will post episodes of Ebony’s Playlist. I know I am a day late. I took my braids out Saturday, and that was an all-day project. Then today, detangling, washing, and detangling again, another all-day project. Anywho, I am back to posting after my two weeks break. I realize that if I go too long without writing, it becomes part of my normal. Hence, the schedule to keep me in line. Stay well well and whole. Much Love 🧡 💚
The Last Love Letter
I read this story on Facebook a while ago. It was regarding a woman, a wife, a mother, who knew she was not going to survive the cancer she had, and she wrote her own obituary. I thought that was so cool. What better way to leave this world than in your own words? Another way to leave this world is with the words of someone who loves you. won’t.
I believe that I am comfortable with the opposite of life. I have thought about my death. I have made decisions regarding my death. I know how I want my body to be handled, cremated, and I know what services I want, none. I don’t want any services. People get upset when I say this, but I truly believe the people who know and love me are a part of my life, and they give me my flowers. I am loved, and I know it. I don’t need to have my mom or brother waste insurance money to have random acquaintances show up at a service. I want them to take a vacation, sit on the beach, and say their goodbyes.
Now, who is going to write my obituary? I had not put too much thought into that. I guess I was going to be like the Facebook lady who wrote her own. Then, I was presented with a question from BT, “How would I feel or respond if a friend asked me to write their obituary?” What a great question! I would feel honored if one of my friends wanted to write my obituary, and I would be honored to write one for my friends. Your friends see you in a light that you don’t see yourself. We have a tendency to downplay who we are and what we do. Your friends are encouraging you, loving you, and supporting you. They see your struggles. They see your hurts. They see the best in you. Truth is, we show our friends versions of ourselves that we don’t show to our families. I think it would be a great idea to have a friend or friends write the brief synopsis of your life. Which, of course, is just my opinion.
I can see it now. My friends on the phone talking all over each other, trying to write my obituary. It would be long as hell messing with them. And y’all know they get more expensive, the more you say. Lol. Maybe I’ll just write it and save some money. “She was born. She lived. She loved. She died.” Sounds good to me. I know that people sometimes struggle with talking about death, but it is inevitable. Why not plan for the day? Would you write your friend’s last love letter? Would you allow your friend to write yours? Now, I have been saying to share your thoughts with me. Seriously, I need to know. Well, I was serious all the other times, too. I truly do want to know your thoughts. Be well and whole. Much Love 🧡 💚
P.S. Today is officially 30 days of blog posts 🎉. Thank you for putting up with my rambles. I appreciate you so much. More blog posts to come. Stay with me.