Anyway, one thing you may not know about me is that I am a HUGE music lover. I love most all genres of music. Over the years, I have learned that music comforts me. It comforts me in a way that food never could. Although I still struggle with emotional eating, it's not as big of an issue as it used to be. Music feeds my soul.
Today, my cousin posted on Facebook a very fond memory of my Poo-Pa (yep, that's what we called our grandfather. And there's not another one out there like him.). He was one-of-a-kind. Him and Ma-Ma (that's what we called our grandmother) were loved by all that met them. So, I was feeling kind of down. And then it got me thinking about my Gran-Gran (my other grandmother.). I was thinking about how I wish I could talk to them just one more time and tell them that I love them. Tell them I am sorry for not spending the time with them that I should have once I got married and started my own family. There is so much that I wish I could say to them.
So, instead of putting it out of my mind, I embrace it. I think it's good for the soul. This song is exactly how I'm feeling. Hear You Me by Jimmy Eat World
Until next time :'(