All these songs mean something to me.
None of them are random or afterthoughts. Each offers specific insight into the emotions that shook me this weekend, then left me to crawl on the sand of my husband’s shore.
That doesn’t make sense does it?
It does to me.
I hope all is well in Casa SanDiegoMomma.
Just a reminder that it’s almost time for “Same Time Next Year”
Is this the only way to get you to call me? Are you using the children as a weapon (again)??