Tag Archives: hope for healing
Many times, the effort that is put into something goes into another unplanned direction that I believe can be just as worthy. Continue reading →
That is where I am living now. Every day, I nurture and rediscover more of my inner child. And even though I infrequently travel, love guides every interaction.
My heart is my home! Continue reading →
Even though it’s been three decades, I kept my promise to Jason. At his funeral I announced tearfully, “I will keep his memory alive!”
Jason is very much a part of my music and songs. When I sing, I feel spiritually connected to him. Continue reading →
Seasonal change has inspired many songs and paintings for me. This past fall held many challenges for me and I honestly felt like my last blog post was a downer. But my song title of “Autumn Hope” perfectly described my beautiful catharsis. As the smell of blossoms surround me this spring, I’m grateful for so much in my life. Continue reading →
I was elated when I heard a new song forming. Exquisite guitar passages enveloped me and my heart swelled with joy. Just when I needed something to pull me through, this new music appeared! Continue reading →
I celebrate many things. At the top of my list is my health. I can see well enough to drive, paint and play tennis. I can sing my heart out to a loving audience anytime I want to. I have amazing children whom I adore. All three are close to me, despite the physical distance with two of them. My deceased son, Jason, continues to live on in my music and songs. Continue reading →
I hope my story will help anyone navigating grief to hang on to hope. Continue reading →
When I found healing decades later, I was able to embrace my sad memories and discover insights from them. Continue reading →
I was excited to record my guitar on my patio for this post. My music continues to heal me. Continue reading →
I am blessed with incredible friends. When a good friend would visit, I was distracted from sobbing my heart out. All the visits, meals, gifts, flowers, love and kindness were beyond anything I could have ever imagined.
In a few days, I will go back to see the foot doctor. I am praying and anticipating that I’ll be allowed to take my first steps again.
It’s all about those baby steps . . . Continue reading →