Embarrassed to say I never really meditated on the words of “Fast Car” until my husband told me how it always brought tears to his eyes. I’ve been playing and replaying the Tracy Chapman/Luke Combs performance from last night’s Grammys telecast all morning and weeping.
Maybe I’ll write more about this someday, but it feels like these are the tears I’ve been trying to shed for my sister in the 2+ months since she died. The lyrics of someone looking for better made me think of her. This hurts, but it’s somehow a good hurt.