So Our House of Chaos has been going along at its normal clip. Marching band has officially started up again (but does it ever really stop, I think not). Older Son started working at his first job (kitchen staff at the camp!) a couple of weeks ago. Younger Son is there this week for sailing camp. So the house is quiet other than the menagerie of animals.
But the thing is I seriously am being haunted by my bro and I wish I could figure out what he’s trying to tell me. Had a dream we were having lunch together, but my mind must have been scared because I got hung up on condiments in the dream, and then realized I was missing time to see Bro, realized it was a dream while in the dream, and woke up.
Heard “Landslide” in the hoagie shop with Younger Son yesterday. Burst into a giant ugly cry. Yes, people noticed. Younger Son was super, cleaned everything up so I could ugly cry my way quickly out the door. Haven’t heard that song on a radio station in over a year.
And then he’s just so in my head and I can’t get him out of it. Still in a bout with the dagnabbit vertigo. Not sleeping well, not eating well.
Just want to have a good night’s sleep. Hoping the mental dump to you, my five or so Gentle Readers, will help.
Debated putting this under “My Lunch with”…but went with Musings….
ohbloodyhell8 
I get this frequently. My husband passed last year and there is one song that I hear every once in a while that will bring on the ugly crying. Mine is Dido – Thank you. It was my song to him when we were first married. Hugs my dear. Ugly cry when you need to, nobody has the right to tell you not to.