PERSONAL & RELATIONSHIPS
5 Songs That Changed My Life (Part 2)
A very personal writing prompt
Here’s part 2 of my story.
4 — Chris de Burgh — “Turn, Turn, Turn”
This song changed me when I was an adult.
In 2010, my father’s father died. He originally lived just under 2 hours away from us but was in a retirement home in our town.
I remember exactly when my father got the call. I never saw him like that. He was completely distraught and beside himself.
My mother was overwhelmed. I was in my early 20s, had just started my first job, and was traveling a lot. So I had a bad conscience anyway because I only saw my parents once a week.
Even though my father is very unpleasant. I wanted to be there more often back then.
I offered to go with him to my grandpa’s home place where he wanted to be buried. My father just said okay, and a little later we left.
I took care of the funeral planning with him there and everything that needed to be done.
Actually, I did everything. My father was standing silently beside me.
The lyrics [1]
To everything, turn, turn, turn, There is a season, turn, turn, turn, And a time to every purpose under heaven; A time to be born, a time to die, A time to plant, a time to reap, A time to kill, a time to heal, A time to laugh, a time to weep;
To everything, turn, turn, turn, There is a season, turn, turn, turn, And a time to every purpose under heaven; A time to build up, a time to break down, A time to dance, a time to mourn, A time to cast away stones, A time to gather stones together;
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How it changed me
This song was the only song played a week later at the funeral.
A time to be born, a time to die, A time to plant, a time to reap, A time to kill, a time to heal, A time to laugh, a time to weep;
My father cried. I saw him cry for the first time in my life. And I never saw him cry any time later. This changed me.
I realized that even my seemingly heartless, often cold, and narcissistic father can have feelings.
My grandfather was always distant, except for shaking hands in greeting and a few words at the dinner table, he never talked much. However, he also experienced two wars and was himself a prisoner of war for some time. That changes people more than I can and want to even begin to imagine.
He never talked about it. Nevertheless, I liked my grandfather and was happy to visit him with my parents. He had chickens, carrier pigeons, and barn rabbits. Of course, they were also eaten, but I was still allowed to pet them and had a great time there in my childhood.
My father and grandpa also hardly talked when we were there. But I know that my father is also so distant because his father was.
To see that he can also show emotions was a positive experience for me. Despite the sad circumstances.
I drove by car again on the day of the funeral, my parents went with me. In the funeral room, there was a speech, and this song was playing.
As my father’s tears ran down his face, I took my father’s hand. He squeezed it gently. The song brings tears to my eyes every time.
5 — *NSYNC — “Tearin’ Up My Heart”
This song changed me when I was an adult.
The song was playing on the radio when I was on my way to my client. I always drove over 300 km by car, so I had a lot of time to think.
At that time, I was still with my narcissistic ex-boyfriend. He gradually controlled more and more aspects of my life.
He didn’t want me to have dinner with my colleagues after work. I should buy something to eat in the supermarket and eat alone in my hotel room.
I should write him every 15 minutes and call him every hour. So that he knows that I am faithful to him. That I am not seeing any other man.
I have remained faithful all the time. He was not faithful to me, of course. But he always projected that onto me and restricted me where he could.





