Quotes, whether they be just words someone has spoken aloud, or from a book, or a movie - they seem to scratch their way into my soul. It sounds cheesy, and a bit sappy, but it's the truth. I am obsessed with the words others have spoken as I try and find my own voice. This blog has been a great outlet, but I'm still working on it.
I have an app on my phone called "TimeHop". I'm sure some of you are familiar with it, and others might not be. The app is connected to my different social media profiles, and works like the "Memories" page on Facebook. It pulls posts from this day, years in the past. So today, April 6 2019, it pulled a post from April 6 2016 - the day that my mother had her first visit with a PSW.