Tonight, my lullaby is Patsy Cline. She died at age 30, over 20 years before I was born, and I don’t remember a time in my life I wasn’t listening to her and feeling like she just had to be a kindred spirit.
I’ve been to the historic Ryman Auditorium (Grand Ole Opry House 1943-1974, Union Gospel Tabernacle) a few times. The feeling you get sitting in that dusty old room is just eerie and magical. To think of all the incredible talent that flooded in and out of that place in such a short amount of time. Just haunted with history and incredible experiences. Really cool! 🙂
Sweet Dreams for Wednesday.