Tag Archives: Daily Life

YOUR SWEET SMILE

The feelings that inspired me to write my most recent song “Someone To Love You,” continue to reverberate throughout my life. The title of this post is from that song. I haven’t written anything of a personal nature in awhile, and will tread lightly here because I do want to share about my current life. I have to balance my honesty without revealing too many personal details that might upset my children. Continue reading

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HOLD ON TO EACH DAY

Today, every minute of my day was touching and carried meaning for me. Continue reading

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HER HEART BECAME MY HEART

I recently created a new version of my former song “Music From Her Heart.” My new arrangement is in first person, hence the title of this post. But my post has another meaning, because I want to share words from a woman who is dying from heart failure. Continue reading

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MY TEARS I HIDE

Grief is part of life. In an instant, we can lose something that we take for granted. Time might heal, but moves slowly when you are in pain. No one else can truly know of our pain unless they are also living with it. I do maintain hope that I will feel better soon, but at this moment I am simply putting one foot in front of the other. Continue reading

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LIEBSTER AWARD

I want to thank Tersia Burger. She has nominated me for the Liebster Award. It amazes me how as a result of blogging, I’ve formed a wonderful friendship on the other side of the world. Continue reading

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MEMORIES I TREASURE

I do have a strong attachment to memories. My memories might involve “objects,” but those objects only serve as a way to remind me of memories filled with special people whom I’ve loved. Some of those memories are sad. Currently, I’d like to think that I am creating happier memories. There are many “firsts” in my life, as I am now living on my own at the age of 53 for the first time in my life. Continue reading

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I WAS SO SAD

It turned out that the grief that once wrecked my life, gave me a gift to access my heart in a very special way. Grief allowed songs to blossom that might never have been born otherwise. Continue reading

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MUSIC RESCUED MY SOUL

I felt painful thoughts buzzing like a swarm of bees in my mind. My song delicately erased the noise. Gradually, I felt myself soothed and imagined I was floating upon beautiful clouds. Once again . . .my music saved me. Continue reading

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PAIN LEFT A HOLE

I have grappled with other forms of grief. I had surviving children with special needs, sick parents and currently I’m going through a divorce. When I remember that I’ve had worse pain with the death of my son in the past, it minimizes my feelings and doesn’t give me permission to feel. It may be true that the loss of a child is THE WORST. But no one can truly know another persons’ pain. I want you to heal. Your pain is unbearable. It is worse than anyone else’s because no one else loved your son as you did. I look forward to the day when you’ll know that having THE WORST pain is over. It won’t be as horrible. Hang in there. Continue reading

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WHEN NOISE TURNED TO MUSIC

When noise became music, my life completely transformed. Gradually, each one of my other five senses were elevated. But in order to elevate my other senses, I had to come to terms with avoiding pain and sad memories. I was required to make changes to my life. And that’s exactly what I did. Continue reading

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