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During the time I was in high school, I was looking for a best friend. My experience of being hurt by Elena was the beginning of a very slow process. The realization that it wasn’t something that was realistic didn’t come to me until far later in my life. While I was in the choir, I learned the joy of becoming part of a larger circle of friends. Continue reading

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Because there has been such a wellspring of sadness in my later life, I have chosen to spend a little time embracing the carefree, happier moments of my youth.
I was fortunate that I had those times.
A lot of the wonderful feelings that I remember about my younger days has reoccurred in my life. Only a few short months ago, I could never have imagined that I would be taking singing lessons, or playing my guitar again.
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