A little something

I was driving home today and this song came on the radio. I started to cry. Stupid, right?

The thing is the last time I heard it I was in the car with Adam and Mazzy. Adam and I were singing the song off-key to a sleepy Mazzy and we were goofing on how we were going to torture long in to her teenage years singing off-key to songs in long car trips.

It happens less, now, but there are still things that send me right over. Mostly the tears were joy, because I am joyful that we had so many good memories as a family. And some of the tears were because I miss her.

Grief is stupid and strange.

In other news, the flowers I planted for Valentine's Day are blooming. They are starting to look pretty. I am waiting on a couple more blooms, then I am going to take a picture and show them off.