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I’M READY TO LIVE ON MY OWN – PART 1

The light at the opening to my tunnel was blinding me. I had closed my eyes because they hurt. I finally stopped crying and gently wiped away my tears. I kept repeating three words over and over again. They were: temporary, adjust and accept. One day, my world would be filled with more songs than I could ever imagine. Gorgeous new melodies would accompany me through my life. Continue reading

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YOU BROUGHT ME SUNSHINE

Today was the 20th anniversary of the death of my five-year-old son, Jason. I prefer to update my blog with some very meaningful correspondence. I also want to share two special songs at the end of this post. My soon to be released audio book will be named “Beside Me Always” in honor of Jason. Continue reading

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WHEN THE CLOSET IS BARE

Lately, I was struggling because my door seemed overwhelming. With my eyesight compromised, everything was harder. Although I knew it was courageous, going through the front door to end my marriage was probably the biggest step I’d ever taken in my entire life. It was hard to be patient with my eyesight. It had been several months since I announced that I wanted to separate, and I was still sleeping in the same bed with my husband. I couldn’t think of moving until all of my eye surgeries were behind me. But once I went through my door, I would be leaving the pain behind that confronted and assaulted me on a daily basis. Continue reading

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I’LL SAY A PRAYER

It was the Yarzeit or Jewish anniversary of Jason’s death day. I put out a memorial candle for him. I decided to attend services at my temple; this was something that I did so infrequently that I could count only a few occasions where I had gone into temple in the last 25 years. I sat with a good friend and she held my hand. Being able to see made such a difference. On the following day, my temple had invited me to share my music for one hour. How wonderful it would be to have my eyesight for that! My gratitude for my life was overflowing. I cried tears of joy as I stood up to say a memorial prayer. Continue reading

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