Ode to the fallen

I've done it once before. I shouldn't have a problem doing it again. The difference is, last time it was only temporary. Going on a mission and giving up my music for a year and a half was probably one of the hardest things I've ever done. Ok, I admit that there were a few times when I couldn't help singing the babysitter song to myself, or my comp (yes a year and a half cold turkey was too much even for me).
Now, I must start over with my music. It's all gone. It's taken me a few weeks, I suppose to get comfortable enough to address the issue in a public setting (though, i have cried openly on others shoulders about it from time to time previously...I would like to thank those shoulders....luckily they were more padded than mine:)) Add them to the list. First JJ's bike, now this and Tracy's roasting sticks (that's the last straw!)
here is my vietnam memorial-type list of a very important part of my life that is now gone:

Dar Williams (5 cd's tragically stolen)
Martin Sexton (2)
U2 (3)
Tracy Chapman (5)
Ben Harper
Patty Griffin
Sheryl Crow (3)
Dave Matthews Band
Chicago
Bread
Eric Clapton (3)
Indigo Girls (5)
Edi Brickell
countless adored mixes of my favorites that I made

A moment of silence, please....