Pardon Me While I Wax Sentimental Over My Empty Bank Account

I’m Not The First & I Won’t Be The Last

Without going into all the details here, my husband ghosted me. It’s not uncommon for abandoning spouses to clear out what had formerly been ‘joint’ bank accounts when they leave.

My husband was one of those runaway spouses who did this.

But I’m not bitter any more.

We can’t be too hard on Runaway Romeos or Satan’s Mistresses because they need to fund their escapades somehow, right?

In any event, there’s no need to belabor that point. I’m sure you probably know someone who also experienced that whole take-the-money-and-run thing, so you already have a frame of reference.

And The Point Is?

How that relates to this post is that I believe that once something traumatic happens to a person, the way the mind filters incoming information from that point forward often changes.

I know that I have found this to be true.

For example, the other day I happened across this song—and wouldn’t you just know it—my precocious humor imp translated the lyrics for me. And she did it without downloading a plug-in or extension pack or anything.

Woo hoo. You go Erma girl.

I said all that to say this. There’s no need for me to write a long post about any of this when Diana Ross & The Supremes sum it up so well in their hit song from the 1960’s.

Take a listen at how my humor imp Erma filters the lyrics for me these days.

Oh the romance of it all …. Sigh … be still my heart.


Through the mirror of my mind – time after time – I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of the way life used to be – Reflections of the cash you took from me

Oh, I’m all alone now – No love to shield me – Trapped in a world that’s a Plus 40+ reality
Cash that you —took from me – and left me all alone with only these pennies 

Through the mirror of my mind – through these tears that I’m crying – Reflects a snark I can’t control
Cause although you’re gone – I keep ROFLing on — To the happy times
Before you were mine 

As I peer through the window of lost time – Looking over my bank today
And all the cash I gave you in vain

(All the cash) All the cash that I’ve wasted – (All the tears) All the tears that I’ve tasted – All in vain

Through the hollow of my tears – I see a dream that’s lost – From the hurt that you have caused
Everywhere I turn – Seems like everything I see – Reflects my cash that used to be

In you I put all my faith and trust – Right before my eyes – I cried and learned to cuss

After all the nights I sat alone and wept – Just a handful of promissory notes – Are all that’s left  loving you

Reflections of the way life used to be – Reflections of the cash you took from me
In you I put all my faith and trust – Right before my eyes – I cried and learned to cuss

Now baby, why did you do it?

Songwriters: Jr. / Brian Holland / Edward Holland / Edward Jr. Holland / Lamont Dozier / Lamont Herbert Dozier
Reflections lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC