Oft in the stilly night,Ere Slumber's chain has bound me,Fond memory brings the lightOf other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood years,The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shown Now dimmed and gone,The cheerful hearts now broken.(from When the Splendor Falls by Laurie McBain) - Thomas Moore
Oh lord this is just what I needed to read this morning, thank you, I'm still laughing. This menopause shit sucks and I was very depressed about today, now it's a little lighter. Thank You!! Laurie - Blog reader
Laurie herself was more focused on the years when her kids were little, when she felt so necessary and purposeful, a battery all charged up with love. Every day she used it up and every night it got miraculously replenished. Nothing had ever been as good as that. - Tom Perrotta