Music from 'The Messiah' brings back warm memories

Music from 'The Messiah' brings back warm memories

One question in our Sunday Getting Personal feature is when interviewees describe whether they're becoming more like their parents.

Throughout the last couple years, I've seen myself becoming more like my mom, especially when scraping linoleum off floors and doing other DIY projects.

Now, I have another characteristic to add to my list.

When I was little, my mom used to listen to “The Messiah” in its entirety while sewing Christmas presents. My memories of “The Messiah” accompany many other memories – knowing it was cold outside and warm inside, the hum of her sewing machine, the soft fabric scraps I played with, the rustle of doll clothes and the musty smell that accompanied them.

My sister and I were always allowed to play with Madame Alexander dolls that had been my mom's as a girl. They lived in a box underneath my parents tall, white iron bed. They seemed to have endless costume changes.

I never really liked “The Messiah” much, but my mom was always firm about listening to it.

As an adult, I can't get enough of “The Messiah,” especially during November and December. Listening to it takes me back to those warm, Christmas-is-coming kind of memories.

It's a staple on my iPod and I love to listen to it while cooking or, of course, making Christmas gifts. Rob likes it, too – it reminds him of his mom, who listened to “The Messiah” while baking. The spread of Christmas cookies she puts on is mind-boggling.

Last year, I was lucky enough to sing with Canaan Baptist Church's production of “The Messiah,” which Willie Summerville directed. I liked it so much I ordered my own copy of the score and am hoping to sing with the group again this season. Rehearsals start this week, if you're interested.

It's funny  – I used to complain so bitterly about listening to classical music, but now, I can't imagine this time of year without it. And I have my mom to thank.

What about you? Do the approaching holidays make you act more like your parents or honor any long-loved traditions? Or have you been able to create any of your own traditions? I'd live to hear about them. If you want to share, feel free to comment or e-mail me.

(Also, I promise I won't blog about the holidays for the next two months, even though I love them. I just figured the start of Canaan Baptist's rehearsals would be as good a tie-in as any.)

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algon wrote on November 01, 2010 at 1:11 pm

Seeing the Messiah in person certainly is a heavenly experience...seeing as it lasts so long you start to think that you may meet your Maker that very night.

If I go see it this year, I'm wearing my pajamas. If I doze off, I don't think I'll miss anything new in the old, old story.

Meg Dickinson wrote on November 01, 2010 at 2:11 pm
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