"In an Mmmbop they're gone...."

Hi –

Tory is letting Hanson change her life and I have to admit I might be as well. Apparently they are trying to make a come back, which good for them. They should come back from 'MMMBop'. I’ve never listened to them though so I’m going to pretend 'MMMBop' doesn’t exist.

She’s in love with this song ‘A Song to Sing’ and I might be too. Or I’m just totally obsessed with Tory and think she’s awesome and want to be just like her. This may or may not be more true than loving Hanson, because I do think she’s awesome. And I’m in love with her tumblr (http://amillionlittlefireflies.tumblr.com/).

I’m pretty sure the song is about searching for something or someone, someone to lead you through --

"I'm looking for a song to sing,

Looking for a friend to borrow.

I'm looking for my radio.

So I might find a heart to follow."

Through out everything that has just happened I keep finding myself yearning for just that. Someone who might have gone through something just like me; something so completely unexpected, life-shattering, life-changing, worst moment ever. A daughter who lost not only her mother, but her best friend. A daughter who lost everything in a single moment, and is trying to rebuild on unstable ground. I’m constantly searching for that person. Yes there are the daughters who were given final months to say goodbye, or daughters who for their own reasons didn’t want to say goodbye. I have yet to meet the daughter who can share the unexpected punch in the gut with. I’m searching for her.  

Love you forever, miss you always,
Rachel

“Goodbye four leaf clovers.

Hello gone awry

Don't cry the fight ain't over

Unless you let it pass you by

I'm looking for a song to sing,

Looking for a friend to borrow.

I'm looking for my radio.

So I might find a heart to follow.

I've never been this

Longing for your lovin'

I've never been so

Wearin' down to nothin'

I've never been just

Looking for a reason.

So maybe you've been thinkin'

Of me.

Oh...

You've been thinking of me.

All that I have found in reason,

Is reason just to not believe.

And all that you are left is treason.

Is treason just to let I be.

I'm looking for a song to sing,

Looking for a friend to borrow.

I'm looking for my radio.

So I might find a heart to follow.”