I'm going through boxes in my closet. Some have not been opened since I moved here from my "married" house in Northglenn 2 years ago. Some things are very very sad to look at. Also found some pictures of my gramma. That made me weep. Was listening to Neil Sedaka "The Hungry Years" at the time. Note to self: Don't do that.

The Hungry Years -

...We spun so fast we couldn't tell
the gold ring from the carousel
How could we know the ride would turn-out bad

Everything we wanted,
was everything we had

I miss the hungry years
the once upon a time
the lovely long ago
we didn't have a dime...

those days of me and you,
we lost along the way
how could I be so blind
not to see the door
closing on the World
I now hunger for
Looking through my tears,
I miss the hungry years

We shared our day dreams one by one
Making plans was so much fun
We set our goals and reached the highest star

The things that we were after
were much better from afar

Here we stand just me and you
with everything and nothing too
It wasn't worth the price we had to pay
Looking through my tears,
I miss the hungry years
I miss the hungry years …