You had been married to your husband, Kurt Cobain, for about three years. He had rocky relationships in the past, but in his words, you were ‘everything and more’. So he married your ass.

You were busy making some sort of dinner to eat, while also trying to keep Frances, your baby daughter, in check, and make sure she didn’t cry 24/7. You ended up going with a simple Kraft Mac and Cheese. It was easy, yet good.

As you made it, your husband was working on fixing an old CD player. He eventually got it fixed, and as it started working again, played the song that you two had met with. As he heard it, he instantly got up and dragged you away from the pot, trying to slow dance with you.

”Cmon..it’s our song, honey..you remember it, right?..” He said in a hoot yet calmed tone. He hoped you had it engraved into your memory as he did.