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I’LL NEVER FIND ANOTHER YOU

My insight about my friendship was that it was a path I traveled on to maturity. Just like romantic love, I went from a fantasized notion about a relationship to a real one. This one ended with death, however, I can celebrate everything that I learned from the experience. When we progress from fantasy love to adult love, we become so much deeper. I know I am flawed and human. Cheryl was also an “imperfect human,” and I love her deeply as I remember her. She may be dead, but she is inside my heart and in my songs. Continue reading

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MY LYRICS SOAR, WHILE MY HEART EXPLODES

As I was singing last night, the joy of accessing my “heart’s pipeline” was sensational.
Writing therapy is “typing at a snail’s pace,” whereas with singing, my lyrics soar while my heart explodes!
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IN SIGHT OF MY JOURNEY

Life holds possibilities again for me. Before I was writing, feeling, and expressing, there was a plodding zombie-like existence that held no joy for me. I feel so much more hopeful. Now I am able to also appreciate much more around me. Continue reading

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HOW WE DON’T CARE – PART 1

One of my favorite songs is entitled, “How We Don’t Care.” It actually wasn’t written about my high school friend, Elena – but it could have been. It was written a few years later. I was struggling with the same feelings of being hurt with a later “best friend” named Cheryl. Continue reading

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