While My Guitar Gently Weeps floats upon the summer air, drifting in from the open window. She looks to the left and sees her father humming along. “Daddy,” his little girl asked one day, “what color is love?” Being a thoughtful … Continue reading Color of Love
One hand on the steering wheel, the other fumbling around with her playlist. Beatles. She hit shuffle. A smile crept across her face as the familiar tune streamed out of her speakers. “All you need is love…….all you need is love…..all you need is love….love….love is all you need” She begins tapping along with the beat and singing the words. Her smile brightens as she thinks of her father. She feels the images of her childhood unfurl and jumps back into time. She finds herself back in the body of her 8 year old self who is sitting next to … Continue reading All You Need is Love….is it?