Perspective

Carrie Underwood has a new video which my daughter and I refer to as the "shiny shoes song". In it, her boyfriend/fiance/husband is kia and her wedding dream turns into the funeral nightmare. She is given the flag off the coffin. We nitpick the heck out of this video because if she is the girlfriend/fiancee, the men in the shiny shoes would not notify her. They would notify his next-of-kin, because militarily speaking, if you ain't next-of-kin, you ain't nothing.

I was talking to my husband today about my lack of empathy toward the character in this song. She sings that she "was counting on forever. Now I'll never know. I can't even breathe." I told him that the writers had at least nailed that part. I remember that from when my first husband died, not being able to breathe.

So my hubby got that twinkle, smooched me and asked me what happened when you got the counting-on-forever-part. You know what? He's right. I couldn't even breathe.