I've been listening to Robin Thicke's CD on and off for two months now and the words to this song just hit me. I got a little teary eyed today---okay, I cried. Not the quiet cry, but the for real mascara streak cry. I couldn't stop the tears. I had been on the verge for a while just thinking about my grandparents. I miss Nana and Grandpa. Every time I drive past Sarah and St. Louis Avenue, I think about them. Nana's shop was on the the corner, and I can't help but think back to the days when life was so easy. Summertime with my cousins on St. Louis Avenue were the best. Everyday was an adventure and the biggest delima was decididng what event we'd have that day.... swimming, dance contests, or one of our self-produced plays.
I miss those days. . .
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