It was a hard morning


Not really sure how to explain it other than I drove to work and listened to two songs, one not so intentionally as it was playing on the station my radio was tuned to when I turned the car on.  but it reminded me so much of mom it hurt.  I miss her so much.  But after it was over, I pulled out my phone, connected it to the stereo, opened a song that reminded me of dad as well, and was admittedly on the edge of bawling my fool eyes out by the time I got to my client. 

I miss you, mom and dad.


‘Nuff said.