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“Sweet Home Alabama” |What The Song Now Means To Me By Sarah

From Sarah:
My Story
I have a different story to tell when I speak of ” Sweet Home Alabama”.

Oh I have plenty of wonderful moments as well, but they will forever be tarred with the memory I have to tell.

It was a beautiful spring day in Colorado. Clear blue sky. Pikes Peak, snow covered and shining in the background.

As I opened the door I heard the sound of music and I remember smiling. “Sweet Home Alabama” was playing.

I haven’t smiled like that since.

That was the day, my world as I knew it ended forever. The joy left my heart. An innocence shattered

Bobby was gone.

Sarah's Attic Of Treasures

“Sweet Home Alabama” |What The Song Now Means To Me BySarah

From Sarah:
My Story
I have a different story to tell when I speak of ” Sweet Home Alabama”.

Oh I have plenty of wonderful moments as well, but they will forever be tarred with the memory I have to tell.

It was a beautiful spring day in Colorado. Clear blue sky. Pikes Peak, snow covered and shining in the background.

As I opened the door I heard the sound of music and I remember smiling. “Sweet Home Alabama” was playing.

I haven’t smiled like that since.

That was the day, my world as I knew it ended forever. The joy left my heart. An innocence shattered

Bobby was gone.

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Author:

My real name is Debra (Debbie Sue). Sarah is a nickname given to me in high school. My husband has always called me that so here in Florida It's all I am known by. I was born and raised in Illinois. My son and I moved to Colorado in 1982. I taught school for 17 years. Then I ran a homeschooling/preschool/daycare until 2006 when I moved to Florida after my son, Bobby died suddenly. He was almost 26. Danny and I live and work at a state park here. I miss the mountains and climate of Colorado. I miss snow and the four seasons. I miss Bobby.

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