It was a simple question but it stopped me in my tracks because I didn’t know the answer and I couldn’t remember when I stopped knowing it.
It was 2010. We were getting better aquatinted with some new friends on a rare night away from the kids.
What kind of music do you like?
I used to know that, right? My husband rattled his answer off easily. He’s a musician. I smiled and nodded and hoped his words would suffice for both of us. Unfortunately for me, these new friends of ours actually seemed to care. They pressed for my opinion, but I truly did not have one to give them. [Read more…]