This song gets me every time. This is another one of our golden oldies from an era when the Ally McBeal soundtrack played on repeat and both of us would have married Robert Downey Junior (who sings Dee’s part in Vonda Shepard’s version of this Bob Seger track) in a heartbeat. In fact, I’m going to go ahead and share that link below. Too good not to share.
All I want to say about this one is this: it’s lovely for me to perform a piece where I can sing “And now you’re all I long to see/You’ve come to mean so much to me” and be thinking of my wonderful husband, rather than being taken back to hurts or disappointments from the past. So much style. So much grace. So much love.
I am, as you may gather, thirty something - 38 if you must know, I see growing older as a gift, not something to be ashamed of. I am a midwife as of not too long ago, I am a mama to 2 little handfuls, and I am married to my favourite person in the world. I had to go half way round said world to find him so it's a good thing it's worked out so well. I am all these things, and I love so much about this life, I do feel incredibly "#blessed" (and I promise to never do that again). But as everything seems to fall into place in our lives- almost 10 years married- tick- first home bought together -tick- cap placed on 2 children-tick- both in permanent government positions- tick... I start to feel uneasy in the inescapable knowledge that something's not right. I'm not following my passion, and until recently I couldn't even name it, I'd neglected it for so long. Starting this blog is the first step to getting on the right track, a better track, because before being a wife, mother and midwife, before even being a woman, I was and will always be a writer. So write, I will. Read on if you dare.
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