A chronicle of my journey of learning to live again after the loss of my precious daughter, Hudson, and my attempt to find meaning in her death
... to listen to you imitate sounds you hear, like the sounds of a fake bomb dropping in the song "You Dropped A Bomb On Me," which we heard in the car yesterday.
I read that and giggled all day (and then proceeded to sing/hum the song ALL DAY). Eventually, Carlos asks, "What's up with you and The Gap Band?" Of course that just set me off more. (Also, I love your I love posts).