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About Judy

I'm an illustrator by profession. At this juncture in my life, I am pursuing my dream of writing and composing music. Every day of my life is precious!

EMAIL AS A FORM OF THERAPY

Since my mom’s illness, I began to use email as a form of therapy; to reconnect with all the wonderful friends I’ve managed to stay in touch with through the years. Even though I never shared with them many of my trials, I am finding that I have swung now in a totally “different and new” direction. Suddenly, I am putting my life out there for anyone and everyone to read. Someone did ask me how it is that I can do this. Continue reading

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NO INKLING OF A DISINGENUOUS TONE

I loved to write when I was very young. My sixth grade teacher wrote in my yearbook, “Please send me an autographed copy of your first book.” Later on, I preferred art and music. I actually did publish a book of mazes in the eighth grade. I tried to contact this teacher (Mrs. Fritz). She was no longer at the elementary school anymore, and I always wish I could have shared that with her. I think staying in touch with special teachers throughout my life has helped me very much. Continue reading

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GET A GRIP

I didn’t care for my title Tennis – “The thread in the fabric of my life,” once my daughter informed me that “fabric of your life” is already a slogan in use by a cotton company. Oops! It felt so original, but isn’t that how it goes sometimes? We’ve heard something before, and it sticks in our subconscious. I’ve learned about that from hypnotherapy. Continue reading

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TENNIS – THE THREAD IN THE FABRIC OF MY LIFE

This title should actually be, “Tennis is the thread in the fabric of my adult life.” I was married at the age of 21, and I experienced a huge change in my life. I became depressed when I was 23, and it was my own mother that encouraged me to find some other interests. She suggested tennis as a way for me to get myself out of the house. I was living in Sylmar at the time, and had seen an ad for lessons at a public park. I called the instructor, whose name was Ellie and took lessons for a while. Then I played after my lessons at the park where I started meeting lots of tennis players. Continue reading

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