Imagine small town USA in the 80’s 3 children under the ages of 10 and 2 parents trying to eat a meal after a long day….
The record player plays B.J. Thomas and chatter ensues during a dinner where arguments and celebrations happen daily. This time of day was a special time where we shared the good and bad times of the day… listened to music – sang along and laughed. Laughter erupted more than anything around our table. Love was shown and taught in every moment. Peace was made when needed and there was never a shortage of hugs or kisses.
Memories have flooded my brain the last six days since Daddy passed away…and the rain continues to fall on my head as the weather has been dreadful. B.J. Thomas was a favorite at our table and we loved to sing along; it helped this morning too.
XOXO
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