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THE DOOR – PART 4

I see a door as a metaphor for making a choice to leave or stay. And choices are empowering. Doors go out and also go in. A door can lead to somewhere unknown – scary at first, but also beautiful. 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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THE DOOR – PART 2

Originally my last line of my song was, “I walked out the door.” A door is not only a metaphor for leaving, but also for entering. So instead of saying “walk out the door” I decided my last line would be “I went through the door.” And you don’t know what’s on the other side! Continue reading

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THE DOOR – PART 1

But because I did not have the courage to tell my husband, I kept my song “The Door” a secret for over a year. It was when my father died that I finally became ready to go through the front door into a new life. Continue reading

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