The Day the Music Died

I'm a fan of news radio.  I listen to it endlessly, sometimes hearing the same news item reported twice in a single hour.  Today, I made a discovery--I'm listening to news radio in order to avoid music. 
Let me explain.  My husband was a big music fan.  He was into the Beatles and nearly every 60s group.  He had a ban back in highschool, hoping to be the next big thing.  My husband and I came from different backgrouds, but we were both fans of 60s music.  To me the 1960s were the best decade for music.  Then my husband died and I turned off the radio.  I stopped listening to my favorite internet music site too.  This went on for two months and then I found my favorite news radio station.  I never change the dial.
So tonight, after my discovery of why I'm listening to news radio all day, I decided to turn my radio to a music channel.  It's hard and anything from the 1960s knocks the breath out of me.  But I'm determined.  I've been listening to music before my husband ever entered my life.  My husband is dead and there is nothing I can do about it, but I can let the music live.  So right now, as I'm writing this, my favorite new retro artist, a woman simply called Duffy, is wailign out a retro 60s sounding song.  Hopefully, I'll be able to keep this going until I'm back to the new normal.