If I had to live at a different time in history.

It was interesting for me to read the Sunday Scribblings prompt. I have always known Where in history, I was meant to live. Although, there were times I wondered instead... Had I lived there before?
When I was a little girl my mom would always have music playing in our home. Frank Sinatra,
Teresa Brewer,Perry como, Dean Martin. I grew up listening to the big band sounds of Count Basie ,Glen Miller and The Dorsey brothers. As Un-cool as it was to my older brother and sister, who were enjoying csn and zepplin. I just came alive to the sounds of these old-time artists. My mom once commented that I could hear a song for the first time and just know the lyrics instinctively. I felt I had heard them before.
Later on, when I was in high school, I discovered Billie Holiday. I played her records over and over. She moved my soul but there was more to her music than that. I felt I really had experienced it before. Poor Billie died July 17, 1959, exactly one month before I was born. Yet, I felt I knew her. ( hmmm??)


It was the same with that era's dancing. Swing dancing! YEAH MAn!! the jitterbug, The west coast swing. My heart aches when I see these dances performed, I just know I would have loved dancing like that. At every wedding I am always looking for a partner that can do the lindy with me!
To me, even the clothes of the 40's are something I think I was born to wear. When I see Bacall or Bergman in films, I envy their wardrobes! When I was about 14 years old I remember shopping for a dress for an occasion. I can't recall what the occasion was, but I will never forget that dress. It was white with tiny lite brown polka dots. It fell below my knees, it had big buttons down the front a large belt and padded shoulders. It was cut straight AND it was straight out of my era. I just Loved How I looked and felt in that dress. I so wish I had a picture of it.
( the dress to the left looks similar, but not as beautiful as I remember it)

I recently read the book 'dream when you're feeling blue" by Elizabeth Berg.
It took place during WW2 and it really gave the reader an authentic look into the lives of 3 sisters and the sacrifices and loves in their lives. As I read it, I could have easily been one of those characters. It just seems to fit me. I love the innocence of that time, the family bond, the courtesies, the simple desires. As crazy as it sounds, while growing up in the 70's, I didn't even think my face was right for my era. I have a 40's face! I actually used to feel like I wasn't in the right decade. Many times people would tell me I looked like Betty Boop, while My friends were looking like Farrah Faucet and Susan Dey. I've never believed in reincarnation, but when I sit and reminisce like this, I can't help wondering once more, Have I already lived in a different time?