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HOW WE DON’T CARE – PART 2

Posted on February 17, 2014 by Judy

It was my music and songs that caused my heart to stir again with feeling. And when my parents faded from my life, I did not want to accept numbness anymore. My children did not require, nor benefit from my constant devotion either. It was the discovery of my self-worth that gave me the courage to change my life. Continue reading →

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YOU WERE THERE – PART 5

Posted on February 17, 2014 by Judy

When I listen to my song I can feel my mother hugging me. Continue reading →

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I’M NOT ALONE

Posted on January 30, 2014 by Judy

I believe it’s far worse to be with someone you don’t want to be with, than to be alone! And as I’ve said before, with music I’m never alone. Continue reading →