This band helped me get through the months following discovery of Jason’s father’s demise at thirty-seven.
Music Monday: August 31st, 2026
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“Here Without You”, 3 Doors Down
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A hundred days that made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don’t think I can look at this the sameBut all the miles that separate
They disappear now when I’m dreaming of your faceI’m here without you, baby, but you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby, and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you, baby, but you’re still with me in my dreams
And tonight, it’s only you and me, yeahThe miles just keep rolling
As the people leave their way to say hello
I’ve heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go, oh, yeah, yeahI’m here without you, baby, but you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby, and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you, baby, but you’re still with me in my dreams
And tonight, girl, it’s only you and meEverything I know (yeah), and anywhere I go, oh (yeah)
It gets hard, but it won’t take away my love (yeah, yeah)
And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done (oh)
It gets hard, but it won’t take away my love
Oh, ohI’m here without you, baby, but you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby, and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you, baby, but you’re still with me in my dreams
And tonight, girl, it’s only you and meYeah, oh, yeah
Oh, oh
I feel like this is an acceptable use of AI.
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My son wanted a picture of his father with him, and we haven’t been able to recover an old picture that was on his MySpace for the longest time of him holding Jason as a newborn… so I did the next best thing requesting that Grok create this image. I do have to say that I am impressed with how it turned out given how few images I have of my late husband to work with, because he spent his life hating having pictures taken. If I had known that he wouldn’t live long enough to see thirty-eight I would have taken more pictures.
This picture of his feet looks surprisingly dainty.
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The circumstances that resulted in this picture were almost hilarious. I need to chronicle them in here.
“Angel’s Son”, Sevendust
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Life is changing
I can’t go on without you
Rearranging, yeah
I will be strong
I’ll stand by youYou were fighting everyday
So hard to hide the pain
I know you never said goodbye
I had so much left to sayOne last song
Given to an angel’s son
As soon as you were gone
As soon as you were goneI have a new life now
She lives through you
What can I do?
Feel so alone now
I pray for you
We still love youYou were fighting everyday
So hard to hide the pain
I know you never said goodbye
I had so much left to sayOne last song
Given to an angel’s son
As soon as you were gone
As soon as you were goneOne last song (I can’t believe you’re gone)
Given to an angel’s son (I can’t believe)
As soon as you were gone (As soon as you were gone)
As soon as you were gone