thinking
May 20th feels like it's coming so much faster this year. The 15th anniversery of my moms death. Feels weird to think about. Ever since my dad & I went to visit the grave the other day, I can't stop thinking about her. It's kind of haunting actually, but in a good way. I just made that little connection yesterday when I was driving home & I was listening to "Yellow" by Coldplay & I started crying. I always liked that song when it first came out when I was younger & the only reason I liked it was because my moms favorite color was yellow.