I'm not a big fan of going to music concerts. As I've grown older and gotten to know myself better, I've realized that it's because my characteristics are neurodivergent. Loud noises and flashing lights tend to bother me. But going to my first concert with my dad to see Hall and Oates is something I'll… Continue reading What Was Your First Concert?
I enjoy writing these posts more than tater tot posts. Writing a random post about nothing in particular is the grownup equivalent of a study hall note passing session or MASH game. Speaking of which, you can now play the MASH game online. Part three of random things I want to remember and save in… Continue reading Things I Want to Remember | Part Three
I recall you wearing purple and yellow braided barrettes when we had a fight and you stopped speaking to me. We had gone to a fun fair at our school the night before, and you had become friends with the new girl on our street. We didn't talk for three months, but it felt like years.… Continue reading Braided Barrettes
In April, I wrote a blog post about random things I had written in the notes section of my phone since I was getting older and didn't want to forget them. I said I would make this a series because was so much more on the list. After a heavy couple of weeks, I feel… Continue reading Things I Want to Remember | Part Two
https://anchor.fm/agracefulllife/episodes/80s-Names-My-Name-is-on-the-List-Grieving-e1jmprt When I heard this song one day, it made me think about the names I grew up with. So I put "80s names" into Google. The search turned up this article: Baby Names Losing Popularity in the 21st Century My name was #15, which was ironic. Why is that ironic? Because from 1970 to… Continue reading Podcast-80’s Names| My Name is on the List | Grieving
With the help of my phone, I've begun maintaining a running list of the memories that come to mind when specific songs are played. Music has always been a love of mine. I can't recall a certain point in time when that love began. I just know that music has always been a part of… Continue reading Song = Experience