By the time I finally found the CD I originally wanted, there was a pile of boxes and CDs and just a general mess. I had also noticed that the entertainment center needed a good dusting. This was 'Give a Mouse a Cookie' for adults.
So...why do we still have CDs? I have itunes. I have an iphone. My car has a jukebox that holds hundreds of CDs for me, provided the jukebox can find the information on the music when I buy a new one. I have a laptop that would be happy to play music for us, and My G has even copied most of our music, if not all, to the large hard drive we bought for sharing.
Because here is the CD we listened to when we first got married, and we drove in his mother's car over to the ritzy hotel they had gifted us with during our precious two days together before he had to go back to the Army. We have lived Breathe's "Hands to Heaven" more times than I can count.
Here is the CD where Big G danced like mad, in her grandparents' living room. She would boogie and boogie for hours.
Here are all the soundtracks to movies that we watched together as a family... And listened to for "car music" as we drove countless miles from Army Home to True Home, tying our roots together as the highway rolled on.
Here is the first CD Glenn owned, and here is the first song we danced to. Here is music that comforted me during long absences, helped me study, and soothed our babies.
Sure we could have this on our computers, but it wouldn't be the same as looking through these piles and shelves full of memories. Here, in these racks, is our history together. As both the girls find their own tastes of music, they have their own piles of memories (and music files they've begun to prefer to our hard copies). And that's okay. Some people have loads of photo albums to stimulate their memories. I have music and album covers.