Forever a Heartbreaker

He had that rare ability to make you feel as though he had somehow read the chapters of your life that you never allowed anyone else to see; his music didn’t simply entertain us, it became part of who we are.

On October 20th, 2026, Tom Petty would have turned 76, but some souls are simply much too extraordinary to be measured in just years. Tom’s music was never something I just listened to, it was something I lived, through moments of love, heartbreak, loyalty, disappointment, and the quiet courage it takes to keep on going.

Somehow, Tom understood that life could be both beautiful and brutal, sometimes in the very same breath, when his words found their way into the corners of my heart where memories lingered, and where sadness sometime lived. He gave a voice to feelings I couldn’t always explain and strength to moments when I had very little of my own.

There was something beautifully defiant about Tom Petty, a man who understood that being wounded didn’t mean being defeated. Time may have silenced him, but it will never silence what he awakened in those of us who found pieces of ourselves in his music.

Tom Petty didn’t just leave behind songs; he left behind a soundtrack to my life, and as long as my heart remembers, his music will never die. Some legends leave us memories and Tom left us music that makes those memories come alive again.

From the Writer’s Workshop: Write a post in exactly eight (8) sentences.

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Reverberation…

Music is part of everyone’s life, it’s everywhere. Today, one of my favorite songs, “American Girl” by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, was playing on our Sonos system, which, in recent months, has gone through some asinine upgrades resulting in horrific performance resulting in both consumer outrage and a twenty-five percent decline in the company’s stock performance! That is a sad story and accompanying rant which I’m saving for another day. Meanwhile, back to Tom Petty whose October 20th birthday I recently noted on social media as one more year since his passing has come around. Most, if not all of Tom Petty’s music feels so right and hits me in a way that’s hard to describe, bringing mixed feelings of relaxation and stimulation, leaving me to wonder why we love the songs we do.

Some research has shown that we can listen to our favorite songs over and over, never getting bored with said repetition. Music tends to bring mixed emotions at times, hitting some emotional cord inside of us so we play a particular song more. Music has always been an important part of my life and, over the years, my taste in it has changed exponentially. The music I choose reflects who I am and the many different aspects of my life.

Clinically speaking, we listen to certain songs repeatedly because they activate the reward system in our brain, releasing dopamine and generating a kind of addictive process. Since certain songs make us feel good, we want to listen to them again and, when we know a song very well, an intense discharge of dopamine occurs in our brain when we anticipate certain parts of the song. This doesn’t happen when we listen to music we dislike and we then choose to gravitate to the well-loved songs that make our brains light up.

I find this all so interesting as I sit here with music running through my head and I think about some songs that are special, at least to me. Some, I will play over and over again when I’m driving. My finger repeatedly presses forward, then reverse, on the steering wheel control as I go along. For some reason, those chosen few songs stimulate a different brain process than any of the other tunes on my extensive playlist. That feeling we get from our best-loved music is very cool! Admit it.

Before I forget, a random list of what I feel are the top ten best songs of all time. Most of this list is music by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, starting with “The Waiting”, “You Got Lucky”, “Don’t Do Me Like That”, “Room at the Top” and, of course, “American Girl”. I’ll also throw out Linkin Park’s “Leave Out All the Rest”, Gary Moore’s, “Still Got the Blues”, Sia’s “My Snowman and Me”, System of a Down’s “Toxicity” and Muse’s “Supermassive Black Hole”.

Rest assured, the “repeat” button is activated when each one is played.

From the Writer’s Workshop…List the top ten best songs of all time, according to you.

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If time allows…

If nothing else, this long-winding pandemic has given us all time to think.  And look back on so much of what we’ve easily taken for granted.

Travel, for one.  Visiting far-away family and being part of special events in their lives.

Last May, into June, was one occasion.  A big one at that.  Our oldest grandson’s graduation from high school.  To be part of his celebration was a gift and a blessing, especially since so many other families have had this precious time taken away this year, due to this damn virus. 

It was an incredible day.  Whether it’s your child or a grandchild, that burst of pride that creeps up in your chest, slowly taking your breath away as their name is called, and they walk across the stage, is something we’ve all experienced…and treasure.

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Graduation was followed by a visit to the University of Florida, our grandson’s next stop on the way to his future as a DVM.  We enjoyed a tour of the campus with a special stop at Ben Hill Griffin Stadium and a visit to the college bookstore and some fun photos with our youngest grandchild.

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One special thing about Gainesville, Florida (for me) aside from UF is that Tom Petty was born and raised there.  Yes, I am a diehard fan.  Always was, always will be and…the visit couldn’t have ended better than with a stop at Tom Petty Park.

 

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So, there you have it.  One year ago, a few days to gather memories and conjure up much wishful thinking for the chance to do it all again. 

If time allows.

 

workshop-button-1From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Throwback Thursday: Choose a photo from a previous June and write!
One photo just wasn’t enough to share all the special memories from June of 2019.  Looking back from where we’re all sitting or self-distancing now, in 2020, it almost seems like an eternity, not just one year.

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