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HOW IT FELT WHEN YOU WENT AWAY – PART 2

I had two “anniversaries of the heart” this week. Monday was the day my father died and today is Jason’s birthday. Continue reading

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THE DOOR – PART 3

When I composed “The Door” in 2012, my song felt like it was a huge secret. The fact that I was miserable in my marriage was not a secret to people whom I was close with. But finding the courage to divorce was overwhelming and my song helped to guide me. My husband never expected I would leave and my secret ate away at my insides. Continue reading

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ACKNOWLEDGMENT

In order to better deal with PSTD, I have begun to acknowledge many things that previously I have shoved back down. Continue reading

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I’M CRYING WHILE I’M DREAMING

In many dreams my mother appeared to me. We were holding hands and laughing, and then suddenly she died. Each time it happened in a different way. Continue reading

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