Music Is My One True Love

Often times, when hearing the question "what does ---- mean to you?", I get stuck on how to answer. However, when the topic is music, I know exactly the answer. When I was a baby, I was told my mom would sing to me. My mom is no J-Lo, but her singing was bearable, and I loved it. I grew up hearing music all the time because of my siblings. At the age of six, I knew a verse in the very well known song, "P.I.M.P" by 50 Cent.....Anyways, music means a lot more to me than I could have imagined. I love to sing. I've loved to sing since I was five years old. When I was seven, I would sing the National Anthem in the shower, dreaming that one day I would sing it at a Superbowl game. Dreams only go so far though. When I was about thirteen years old, the Jonas Brothers risen up as a famous band on Disney Channel. Long before that, I had already been following Hannah Montana as an idol. I was young, and my voice wasn't like J-Lo's either, which made me sad, but I kept singing. There was just something about singing, that made me feel so peaceful and one with the universe. When I was happy, I would sing, and when I was sad, I would sing. At the age of fifteen I began writing songs. I would show them to my childhood best friend Kimberly, whom also liked singing. Then, I found myself stuck on an unrealistic dream. I wanted to be a singer, and win Grammys for a living. I worked on my voice, and came out on talent shows. When high school came, my dreams of being a famous vocal artist died down. Now, that I am seventeen, my understanding of this, is that I became realistic. I still love singing, and the work I put into my voice paid off. However, I only sing to myself now, to find comfort, and the same peace I felt when I was younger. Music makes me happy, and reminds me of how important it is, to stay happy.