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MEMORY OF LOVE-PART 1

I drove home after recording my song. As I drove home, I listened to my song and cried.
Music and lyrics need to combine together like a marriage. When I heard the chords for one of my old songs – I new in my heart that fresh lyrics would bring it to life. I also knew exactly what I was going to write about.

At first, I felt sad to give up the beautiful lyrics that Cheryl had written for me. It was actually very difficult for me to sing her words without crying. Now these words are no different!
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I’VE SLOWLY WEPT

I described my symptoms to Connie. There was the tingling and numbness – I could manage with that. There was the stiffness, especially in the morning. That was very upsetting, because I couldn’t use my hands. But worst of all were the spasms. The pain was unbelievable, and it was always the same. It would awaken me in the early morning hours – just as I finally fell into a deep sleep. My fingers were hot, throbbing, and intensely aching. I would have to jump out of bed and dance around in the bathroom to search for any position that would alleviate the pain. Continue reading

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HEART-TORN LYRIC AND A STRUM

I was under hypnosis. I was asked if there was a color to describe the sensation of longing, which I formerly termed an “ache.” I said, “I do not see colors – this longing is felt as a squeezing sensation; between my heart and my stomach. It forces me to play or hear music for relief. Instead of imagining a color, I’d rather hear music – especially soothing is my theme song, Farewell.” Continue reading

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A DAUGHTER’S LOVE – PART 5

This is Part 5 of my email excerpts. My mother was on a ventilator for almost two months starting in December of last year. I was her advocate and her support. The process was exhausting, and became the catalyst for an amazing transformation that occurred in me after my mom recovered. Toward the end of this section, my mom was doing well with the weaning process. She was being readied for transfer to a respiratory program at another hospital called Barlow. It was highly recommended. Unfortunately, her experience at Barlow turned out to be a nightmare. I watched her waste away as she lost 25 pounds in a very short time. Continue reading

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