There was no doubt that the four of us would be at the Alabama Shakes show this summer in the SLC. I didn’t know, of course, that it would be our last concert together for quite a while now that the countdown to leaving Utah is on.
So last Tuesday ended up being a time of cherished sweaty selfies and fond remembrances of Missy, Mrs. T, and Deens….
Cocktails, beer and wine tasted bittersweet, the girls spread was just a little bit better than normal.
I suppose that happens when it turns into your last meal.
When Brittany sings her soulful ballad, a tear slowly makes it’s way down my cheek.
I wipe it away and remember the salty sweet taste.
