It’s another August 16, another anniversary of my mother’s death. Last year was something of a milestone—20 years—but the truth is, every year I feel the same ache and sadness.
This year there’s a song that’s helping me through, though as is often the case with music, it’s sometimes hard to tell the difference between what makes you feel good and what makes you sad. I’ve heard this song twice today, and both times I’ve cried. And I’d be lying if I said today was the first time it’s ever brought tears to my eyes. Mostly, though, it brings me some small feeling of peace, so that’s what I will focus on.
And it’s from a home girl, Oklahoma native Carrie Underwood. I don’t know if that makes it better, but I know that I love this song, even if it makes me cry. I think the truth is like that.