Tag Archives: Caregiving

EVERY TIME I SEE A SMILE

On Sunday, I picked up a brand new Mac computer! My childhood friend, Steve, helped me decided which one to order. I had the computer shipped to him first so he could prepare it for me. I sent him a backup drive to work with. Steve set it up and added significant and fantastic music software for me. There was no way I could ever repay him for all the extras he added for me. Continue reading

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I’M TRYING TO BE STRONG

I loaded the groceries into my car and listened to my most recent song recordings. It was when I was driving home from the market, that I allowed my pain to erupt. I knew I had not written for a while and that it was time for me to write for therapy. But I wasn’t sure how to write about what I was feeling.
It was so deep. Then it hit me. I knew exactly what I would write about. It was about setting a soul free. Continue reading

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I CRY AS YOU LEAVE

It was a beautiful morning as I entered Connie’s backyard for our hypnotherapy session. The summer’s warmth had not yet penetrated; I appreciated the coolness and noticed the lovely flowers in the garden as I entered her guesthouse. Before coming to our appointment, I had visited my father who was in a separate nursing facility from my mother. He had only recently been discharged from the hospital. I drove to my appointment listening to my new song. My song was more beautiful than anything I could have ever imagined. Continue reading

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I LONG FOR YOU TO HOLD ME

It was late at night. I worked on my song and incorporated the new chord Peaches had suggested. I rewrote the one lyric line to: Tthough I long for you to hold me, I need to set you free I tried and tried to sing my song. But I could not. Each time I tried to sing it, my throat closed up with tears and I was overcome with emotion. I finally allowed for up and out and put my guitar down so I could truly cry. Continue reading

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