This is my sisters blog and this particular one brought back lots of Mom memories. Music is just such a wonderful way to heal.
I don’t know about you, but I have songs engrained in my life like pages in a scrapbook. These songs remind me of good times and bad times. They can invoke smiles and tears. They can come upon me when I least expect them or they are there like a comfortable pair of sweatpants and baggy sweatshirt on a cold fall day, sharing their story and telling mine.
I talked to my dad today as I drove home from work (settle down…I have a hands-free phone connection on my car). He called to share some family news and to let me know that he had to make a decision about something that would impact all of us – even if just in passing. We had a nice talk and I wished him well in his decision and to let me know what he decided. I hung up and let my…
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